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Chapter Three
Hilary smiled brightly at the guys as they made their way over to her. "Hey, guys."
Tyson lifted a brow. "Did you pack all of your stuff, or something?"
Tika snorted. "No. This isn't even half of her things."
"Not even half!" he exclaimed, "But it basically fills up the whole car!"
"Yeah, well," the brunette with red bangs said stubbornly, "what did you expect? The girl's family was loaded. To bad she can't get her hands on the money though."
This seemed to pique the interest of the guys. "Why can't you get to the money if it belongs to you?" Max asked tentatively.
Tika slapped her hand to her mouth. "Oops. I think I said too much."
Her friend ignored her and spoke directly to Max. "I can't tell you that. Its already bad enough that I told you what I did this morning. If I feel that its safe, I'll tell all of you more...sooner or later," she clapped her hands together and smiled brightly at them, "Tika and I were going to carry all of these boxes up there by ourselves...but since you guys are down here, you can help. So, grab some boxes and let's get to work!"
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Fifteen-year-old Hilary Tatibana opened her eyes slowly and looked around at her surroundings. White. That's all that she could see. Everything in the room was white. Where am I? she thought tentatively. She looked down at her arms and noticed all types of wires and tubes attached to them. Why am I in the hospital? What happened? Where's Mom? Shouldn't she be here?
"Hey, Hilary," a familiar voice said, "glad to see that you're finally awake."
She turned her head in the direction of the voice. "Kenny?" she managed to rasp out.
The teenager with brown hair and blue eyes smiled weekly down at her. "Yeah, its me," he reached out a hand and stroked her hair, "Do you need anything? Water?"
She nodded her head.
"Okay, water it is."
She tried to sit up but decided not to when every muscle in her body cried out in protest. When her cousin offered her the water, she took it gratefully and gulped it down. "Thanks," her voice wasn't raspy anymore, "That's a lot better," she gave him a week smile.
He rewarded her smile with a sad one of his own. "Do you remember what happened, Hilary?"
She shook her head. "No. All I remember is walking into the hotel with Mom and looking for you. Where is Mom anyway? Shouldn't she be here too? After all, I am her only child. Did she go to the cafeteria, or something?"
Kenny shook his head sadly. "No, Hilary, she's dead. They're all dead."
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"Hilary? Hello, anybody in there?" the voice of her best friend brought Hilary back to the present.
"Hmm? What is it, Tika?" she asked a little shakily. Why were these memories just popping up out of nowhere all of a sudden?
Tika gave her a worried look. "Are you okay?"
She nodded slowly. "Yeah. I'm fine," she said unconvincingly.
Her best friend stared at her for a few seconds. Why is her face so white? Tika thought worriedly, I hope she isn't getting sick. "Okay. If you say so."
"Well, I do. What were you calling me for?"
"Oh, other than the fact that you just totally spaced out, I was wondering why you still hadn't applied for a job here at the café."
"Oh," Hilary sank down into the booth, "I was going to...but the other night I went to the new teen club, sang a few songs there, and they offered me a job. My first gig is tonight. Can you come?"
Tika sighed. "First you get me all hyped up because I think that you and I are going to be working together, then you tell me you get a job at the best teen club in town, and now you want me to come and see you in action? Before I answer that question, I have one of my own: Are they still hiring? Because I'm really tired of working here. Oh, and yes, I'll come."
Hilary squealed and hugged Tika. "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you! Um, and yes they are still hiring. But only waitresses."
"Cool. That's what I'm good at, anyway," she raised an eyebrow slowly and leaned forward, "So, what's it like living with four extremely hot guys?"
The brunette rolled her eyes. "It really isn't that interesting. I mean, Kai never says anything, Tyson and I are always arguing, and Max and Ray are the only ones that actually try to be civil, and it doesn't even seem like their hearts are in it," she slumped further down in her seat, "I really wish I knew why they're always so down."
Her friend shrugged a shoulder nonchalantly. "Who knows? Maybe they lost someone really important to them, maybe their former roommate, and are totally bummed about it. Or, maybe it's something completely different. Men are just strange like that sometimes."
Hilary sighed. "I guess you're right. But I can't help feeling that we're all connected by something...or someone."
"Maybe," Tika said as she gained a little more interest in the conversation, "their former roommate was a member of your family and was killed at the reunion."
The sixteen-year-old winced at the mention of her family reunion. "That's a great idea, Tika. But, if they were friends with one of my family members, wouldn't they have known who I was, and about what happened at the reunion?"
Her seventeen-year-old friend shrugged. "Who knows? Maybe it was one of your cousins or something, and he didn't want anyone to know that he was part of one of the most influential families in the country. Although why someone wouldn't want people to know that he was rich...I'm really not so sure about that."
"Okay," Hilary said calmly, "let's say that you're little hunch is correct and it was one of my family members. Maybe he didn't want people to know because he didn't want to make friends for the wrong reasons."
"Why does it matter how you make friends?" Tika asked blatantly. "It only matters that you have some. Before I met you, I made friends by telling them how rich my father is...And I wound up being the most popular girl in school."
"And," the brunette said sweetly, "that's why you are one of the shallowest people I have ever met."
"Really?" the brunette with red bangs said happily. "That is so sweet."
Hilary stood up and rolled her eyes. "Whatever. I'll see you tonight. I have to go home and get ready for work," she grinned childishly at her best friend. "Home. Work. It feels so good to be able to say that I have a home - even if it is for only a month - and a job."
Tika giggled as she watched her best friend make her way towards the door. "That girl is so crazy sometimes."
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Tyson raised both eyebrows as Hilary walked out of her room wearing a pink dress that stopped just above her knees and clung to every curve on her body. "Why are you all dressed up?" he asked mockingly, trying to hide the fact that he thought she looked beautiful.
She sent a glare in his direction. "I'm going to the new teen club to sing."
He cocked his head to the side curiously. "Why?"
"Because, that's where I work."
He raised both eyebrows. "You have a job at a club?"
Her glare deepened. "Don't sound so surprised."
The bluenette held up his hands in defense. "Hey, all I'm saying is that you look like the type of girl who would much rather sit at home studying rather than work at a club."
The brown haired teen threw her hair over her shoulder. "Yeah? Well, you know what they say. Looks can be deceiving."
Tyson let his eyes follow her as she walked to the front door and picked up pink stilettos that matched her dress. She sat down on the couch beside him before putting them on.
"So," he said, "all you do is sing, and they pay you?"
She rolled her eyes. "I don't just sing. I waitress there and work the juice bar," she turned and looked him in the eyes. "Since you're so interested, why don't you come to the club and check me out?"
He snorted. "Why would I be interested?"
"How should I know?" she demanded. "Do I look like I can read your mind? Just come down and watch."
The bluenette stared at her for a few seconds. "Fine. I talk to the guys and if they decide to go, I'll go as well."
She slipped into a jacket and rolled her eyes. "You really need to learn to think for yourself. Your friends won't always be around to help you make decisions."
With that, she slipped out of the front door and headed for the stairs.
Tyson stared at the door for a few seconds before puffing out his cheeks and crossing his arms. Why would he want to go to some stupid club to hear some stupid girl sing? It wasn't like they were friends or anything. But, strangely, Tyson felt a certain connection to her for some reason.
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"What is it?" Hilary hissed angrily when Tika nudged her in the ribs.
Tika just grinned at her. "It looks like your new friends are here," she said as she pointed towards the door.
"New friends?"
She turned her attention to the entrance to the club and her eyes widened in shock. She hadn't thought that they would actually come! Sure, Kai looked a little grumpy and Max seemed a bit surprised by the loud music blaring throughout the room, but at least they had come.
Tika raised an eyebrow. "So, are you going to serve them, or me?"
Hilary grabbed a notepad and began to walk over to the four college guys that she shared her apartment with.
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Max stared nervously around the room. It had been a while since he and the others had been to a club. It would take a while for him to get use to the loud music, wild dancing, and loud conversations again.
"Hey guys!" a familiar perky voice said. "What are you doing here. I thought you'd have more important things to do than come to a club to hear someone you barely know sing."
Tyson snorted. "Don't flatter yourself."
Ray rolled his eyes. "Don't listen to him. It was his idea to come in the first place," he smiled at her. "And I'm glad about it too. It gives us all a reason to get out of the house."
"Well," Hilary said as she flashed the Chinese teen a grin, "I'm glad to be able to help," she turned her back to them and began walking away. "Now, if you will all follow me, I'll gladly show you to a table."
"So," Max said as he got into step beside her, "when do you go up to sing?"
She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. "Oh, I'd say about another ten or fifteen minutes. I come early because I also work as a waitress here, and I work behind the bar."
Kai raised an eyebrow. "What kind of drinks do you sell here?" he asked gruffly as he and the others sat down at a table.
The brunette shrugged. "Nothing out of the ordinary. Juices, sodas. But no alcoholic beverages. This is a teen club after all. If the owner got caught selling alcohol not only would this place be shut down, but he would probably be arrested." She whipped out her notepad and pen. "So, what'll it be?"
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"She's a great singer," Tika told the guys happily from her seat beside Kai. "You won't be disappointed. She's been singing her whole life."
"How do you know that," Kai demanded, "if you've only known her for a year?"
"Hilary is my best friend in the whole world, we tell each other everything. That's one of the first things I learned about her."
"How exactly did you meet her?" Ray asked curiously.
She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "I don't really know. All I know is that last year she was the new girl who was a bit quiet and detached so nobody really talked to her. I think we became friends because one day in science class the person I always choose to be my partner was sick, and nobody wanted to be partners with her, so we had to work together. Ever since, we've been best friends."
The Chinese teenager laughed. "You bonded over a science lab?"
Tika grinned. "It is kind of funny isn't it?"
Before anyone else could say anything, the lights dimmed and a woman wearing a white midriff and short black shorts came onto the stage. "Okay ladies and gents," she said happily, "we have a new singer tonight and, hopefully, we'll actually be able to keep this one. So, give a warm welcome to Ms. Roxy Valentine!"
The crowd erupted into applause as Hilary walked on stage wearing a black leather miniskirt, and button down white shirt, and a tie.
Tyson stared at Tika. "Roxy Valentine?"
The girl shrugged. "She's trying to keep a low profile. She never meant to give the school her actual name, but since she did it's kind of hard for her to take it back."
Tyson nodded. "Right."
He opened his mouth to ask another question, but Max shushed him. "The music is starting. Be quiet."
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Hilary stared across the crowded room a let out a deep breath that she didn't notice that she was holding. She hadn't sung in front of a large group of people in a while. She really hoped she didn't screw up.
The brunette looked at the instrumentalists and motioned for them to start playing. She let the music flow through her and slowly began to sway to the music. After a few seconds she began to sing:
I'm going out tonight-I'm feelin' alright
Gonna let it all hang out
Wanna make some noise-really raise my voice
Yeah, I wanna scream and shout
No inhibitions-make no conditions
Get a little outta line
I ain't gonna act politically correct
I only wanna have a good time
She watched as people made their way to the dance floor and began dancing to her song, while others just sat in their seats and clapped along to the beat. She searched the crowed of people until she found the table where Tika and the guys were sitting at. She couldn't help but grin at the surprised look on all of the guys faces. They didn't think she could sing.
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun and...
Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady
Men's shirts-short skirts
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!
Tyson felt his jaw drop when Hilary began to move to sing and move to the music, never missing a beat. He felt his face redden a little. She looked really great in that outfit, and the way she was dancing...
The girls need a break-tonight we're gonna take
The chance to get out on the town
We don't need romance-we only wanna dance
We're gonna let our hair hang down
Tika chuckled when she saw the look on Tyson's and the other guys faces. Hilary was obviously a lot better than they had expected. She grinned broadly. Especially for Tyson.
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun and...
Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady
Men's shirts-short skirts
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!
Ray's eyes widened. Hilary obviously knew what she was doing when it came to music...and dancing. She looked a lot happier than usual up on that stage. She looked as if that's where she belonged.
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun and...
Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady
Men's shirts-short skirts
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!
Max couldn't help but smile as he watched Hilary singing and dancing up on the stage. She looked like she was having so much fun. It was hard not to have fun right along with her.
I get totally crazy
Can you feel it
Come, come, come on baby
I feel like a woman
Kai couldn't help but feel slightly interested in watching Hilary up on the stage. She seemed to be truly happy on stage, as if all of her worries were washed away when she was singing. If only his problems could be solved so easily.
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Hilary beamed when she heard the crowed applaud after her performance. It seemed that she still had it after all. Her eyes searched the crowed until they landed on the table with her best friend and roommates.
Her smile grew bigger. Maybe living with the guys wouldn't be so bad after all.
Hilary smiled brightly at the guys as they made their way over to her. "Hey, guys."
Tyson lifted a brow. "Did you pack all of your stuff, or something?"
Tika snorted. "No. This isn't even half of her things."
"Not even half!" he exclaimed, "But it basically fills up the whole car!"
"Yeah, well," the brunette with red bangs said stubbornly, "what did you expect? The girl's family was loaded. To bad she can't get her hands on the money though."
This seemed to pique the interest of the guys. "Why can't you get to the money if it belongs to you?" Max asked tentatively.
Tika slapped her hand to her mouth. "Oops. I think I said too much."
Her friend ignored her and spoke directly to Max. "I can't tell you that. Its already bad enough that I told you what I did this morning. If I feel that its safe, I'll tell all of you more...sooner or later," she clapped her hands together and smiled brightly at them, "Tika and I were going to carry all of these boxes up there by ourselves...but since you guys are down here, you can help. So, grab some boxes and let's get to work!"
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Fifteen-year-old Hilary Tatibana opened her eyes slowly and looked around at her surroundings. White. That's all that she could see. Everything in the room was white. Where am I? she thought tentatively. She looked down at her arms and noticed all types of wires and tubes attached to them. Why am I in the hospital? What happened? Where's Mom? Shouldn't she be here?
"Hey, Hilary," a familiar voice said, "glad to see that you're finally awake."
She turned her head in the direction of the voice. "Kenny?" she managed to rasp out.
The teenager with brown hair and blue eyes smiled weekly down at her. "Yeah, its me," he reached out a hand and stroked her hair, "Do you need anything? Water?"
She nodded her head.
"Okay, water it is."
She tried to sit up but decided not to when every muscle in her body cried out in protest. When her cousin offered her the water, she took it gratefully and gulped it down. "Thanks," her voice wasn't raspy anymore, "That's a lot better," she gave him a week smile.
He rewarded her smile with a sad one of his own. "Do you remember what happened, Hilary?"
She shook her head. "No. All I remember is walking into the hotel with Mom and looking for you. Where is Mom anyway? Shouldn't she be here too? After all, I am her only child. Did she go to the cafeteria, or something?"
Kenny shook his head sadly. "No, Hilary, she's dead. They're all dead."
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"Hilary? Hello, anybody in there?" the voice of her best friend brought Hilary back to the present.
"Hmm? What is it, Tika?" she asked a little shakily. Why were these memories just popping up out of nowhere all of a sudden?
Tika gave her a worried look. "Are you okay?"
She nodded slowly. "Yeah. I'm fine," she said unconvincingly.
Her best friend stared at her for a few seconds. Why is her face so white? Tika thought worriedly, I hope she isn't getting sick. "Okay. If you say so."
"Well, I do. What were you calling me for?"
"Oh, other than the fact that you just totally spaced out, I was wondering why you still hadn't applied for a job here at the café."
"Oh," Hilary sank down into the booth, "I was going to...but the other night I went to the new teen club, sang a few songs there, and they offered me a job. My first gig is tonight. Can you come?"
Tika sighed. "First you get me all hyped up because I think that you and I are going to be working together, then you tell me you get a job at the best teen club in town, and now you want me to come and see you in action? Before I answer that question, I have one of my own: Are they still hiring? Because I'm really tired of working here. Oh, and yes, I'll come."
Hilary squealed and hugged Tika. "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you! Um, and yes they are still hiring. But only waitresses."
"Cool. That's what I'm good at, anyway," she raised an eyebrow slowly and leaned forward, "So, what's it like living with four extremely hot guys?"
The brunette rolled her eyes. "It really isn't that interesting. I mean, Kai never says anything, Tyson and I are always arguing, and Max and Ray are the only ones that actually try to be civil, and it doesn't even seem like their hearts are in it," she slumped further down in her seat, "I really wish I knew why they're always so down."
Her friend shrugged a shoulder nonchalantly. "Who knows? Maybe they lost someone really important to them, maybe their former roommate, and are totally bummed about it. Or, maybe it's something completely different. Men are just strange like that sometimes."
Hilary sighed. "I guess you're right. But I can't help feeling that we're all connected by something...or someone."
"Maybe," Tika said as she gained a little more interest in the conversation, "their former roommate was a member of your family and was killed at the reunion."
The sixteen-year-old winced at the mention of her family reunion. "That's a great idea, Tika. But, if they were friends with one of my family members, wouldn't they have known who I was, and about what happened at the reunion?"
Her seventeen-year-old friend shrugged. "Who knows? Maybe it was one of your cousins or something, and he didn't want anyone to know that he was part of one of the most influential families in the country. Although why someone wouldn't want people to know that he was rich...I'm really not so sure about that."
"Okay," Hilary said calmly, "let's say that you're little hunch is correct and it was one of my family members. Maybe he didn't want people to know because he didn't want to make friends for the wrong reasons."
"Why does it matter how you make friends?" Tika asked blatantly. "It only matters that you have some. Before I met you, I made friends by telling them how rich my father is...And I wound up being the most popular girl in school."
"And," the brunette said sweetly, "that's why you are one of the shallowest people I have ever met."
"Really?" the brunette with red bangs said happily. "That is so sweet."
Hilary stood up and rolled her eyes. "Whatever. I'll see you tonight. I have to go home and get ready for work," she grinned childishly at her best friend. "Home. Work. It feels so good to be able to say that I have a home - even if it is for only a month - and a job."
Tika giggled as she watched her best friend make her way towards the door. "That girl is so crazy sometimes."
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Tyson raised both eyebrows as Hilary walked out of her room wearing a pink dress that stopped just above her knees and clung to every curve on her body. "Why are you all dressed up?" he asked mockingly, trying to hide the fact that he thought she looked beautiful.
She sent a glare in his direction. "I'm going to the new teen club to sing."
He cocked his head to the side curiously. "Why?"
"Because, that's where I work."
He raised both eyebrows. "You have a job at a club?"
Her glare deepened. "Don't sound so surprised."
The bluenette held up his hands in defense. "Hey, all I'm saying is that you look like the type of girl who would much rather sit at home studying rather than work at a club."
The brown haired teen threw her hair over her shoulder. "Yeah? Well, you know what they say. Looks can be deceiving."
Tyson let his eyes follow her as she walked to the front door and picked up pink stilettos that matched her dress. She sat down on the couch beside him before putting them on.
"So," he said, "all you do is sing, and they pay you?"
She rolled her eyes. "I don't just sing. I waitress there and work the juice bar," she turned and looked him in the eyes. "Since you're so interested, why don't you come to the club and check me out?"
He snorted. "Why would I be interested?"
"How should I know?" she demanded. "Do I look like I can read your mind? Just come down and watch."
The bluenette stared at her for a few seconds. "Fine. I talk to the guys and if they decide to go, I'll go as well."
She slipped into a jacket and rolled her eyes. "You really need to learn to think for yourself. Your friends won't always be around to help you make decisions."
With that, she slipped out of the front door and headed for the stairs.
Tyson stared at the door for a few seconds before puffing out his cheeks and crossing his arms. Why would he want to go to some stupid club to hear some stupid girl sing? It wasn't like they were friends or anything. But, strangely, Tyson felt a certain connection to her for some reason.
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"What is it?" Hilary hissed angrily when Tika nudged her in the ribs.
Tika just grinned at her. "It looks like your new friends are here," she said as she pointed towards the door.
"New friends?"
She turned her attention to the entrance to the club and her eyes widened in shock. She hadn't thought that they would actually come! Sure, Kai looked a little grumpy and Max seemed a bit surprised by the loud music blaring throughout the room, but at least they had come.
Tika raised an eyebrow. "So, are you going to serve them, or me?"
Hilary grabbed a notepad and began to walk over to the four college guys that she shared her apartment with.
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Max stared nervously around the room. It had been a while since he and the others had been to a club. It would take a while for him to get use to the loud music, wild dancing, and loud conversations again.
"Hey guys!" a familiar perky voice said. "What are you doing here. I thought you'd have more important things to do than come to a club to hear someone you barely know sing."
Tyson snorted. "Don't flatter yourself."
Ray rolled his eyes. "Don't listen to him. It was his idea to come in the first place," he smiled at her. "And I'm glad about it too. It gives us all a reason to get out of the house."
"Well," Hilary said as she flashed the Chinese teen a grin, "I'm glad to be able to help," she turned her back to them and began walking away. "Now, if you will all follow me, I'll gladly show you to a table."
"So," Max said as he got into step beside her, "when do you go up to sing?"
She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. "Oh, I'd say about another ten or fifteen minutes. I come early because I also work as a waitress here, and I work behind the bar."
Kai raised an eyebrow. "What kind of drinks do you sell here?" he asked gruffly as he and the others sat down at a table.
The brunette shrugged. "Nothing out of the ordinary. Juices, sodas. But no alcoholic beverages. This is a teen club after all. If the owner got caught selling alcohol not only would this place be shut down, but he would probably be arrested." She whipped out her notepad and pen. "So, what'll it be?"
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"She's a great singer," Tika told the guys happily from her seat beside Kai. "You won't be disappointed. She's been singing her whole life."
"How do you know that," Kai demanded, "if you've only known her for a year?"
"Hilary is my best friend in the whole world, we tell each other everything. That's one of the first things I learned about her."
"How exactly did you meet her?" Ray asked curiously.
She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "I don't really know. All I know is that last year she was the new girl who was a bit quiet and detached so nobody really talked to her. I think we became friends because one day in science class the person I always choose to be my partner was sick, and nobody wanted to be partners with her, so we had to work together. Ever since, we've been best friends."
The Chinese teenager laughed. "You bonded over a science lab?"
Tika grinned. "It is kind of funny isn't it?"
Before anyone else could say anything, the lights dimmed and a woman wearing a white midriff and short black shorts came onto the stage. "Okay ladies and gents," she said happily, "we have a new singer tonight and, hopefully, we'll actually be able to keep this one. So, give a warm welcome to Ms. Roxy Valentine!"
The crowd erupted into applause as Hilary walked on stage wearing a black leather miniskirt, and button down white shirt, and a tie.
Tyson stared at Tika. "Roxy Valentine?"
The girl shrugged. "She's trying to keep a low profile. She never meant to give the school her actual name, but since she did it's kind of hard for her to take it back."
Tyson nodded. "Right."
He opened his mouth to ask another question, but Max shushed him. "The music is starting. Be quiet."
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Hilary stared across the crowded room a let out a deep breath that she didn't notice that she was holding. She hadn't sung in front of a large group of people in a while. She really hoped she didn't screw up.
The brunette looked at the instrumentalists and motioned for them to start playing. She let the music flow through her and slowly began to sway to the music. After a few seconds she began to sing:
I'm going out tonight-I'm feelin' alright
Gonna let it all hang out
Wanna make some noise-really raise my voice
Yeah, I wanna scream and shout
No inhibitions-make no conditions
Get a little outta line
I ain't gonna act politically correct
I only wanna have a good time
She watched as people made their way to the dance floor and began dancing to her song, while others just sat in their seats and clapped along to the beat. She searched the crowed of people until she found the table where Tika and the guys were sitting at. She couldn't help but grin at the surprised look on all of the guys faces. They didn't think she could sing.
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun and...
Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady
Men's shirts-short skirts
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!
Tyson felt his jaw drop when Hilary began to move to sing and move to the music, never missing a beat. He felt his face redden a little. She looked really great in that outfit, and the way she was dancing...
The girls need a break-tonight we're gonna take
The chance to get out on the town
We don't need romance-we only wanna dance
We're gonna let our hair hang down
Tika chuckled when she saw the look on Tyson's and the other guys faces. Hilary was obviously a lot better than they had expected. She grinned broadly. Especially for Tyson.
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun and...
Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady
Men's shirts-short skirts
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!
Ray's eyes widened. Hilary obviously knew what she was doing when it came to music...and dancing. She looked a lot happier than usual up on that stage. She looked as if that's where she belonged.
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun and...
Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady
Men's shirts-short skirts
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!
Max couldn't help but smile as he watched Hilary singing and dancing up on the stage. She looked like she was having so much fun. It was hard not to have fun right along with her.
I get totally crazy
Can you feel it
Come, come, come on baby
I feel like a woman
Kai couldn't help but feel slightly interested in watching Hilary up on the stage. She seemed to be truly happy on stage, as if all of her worries were washed away when she was singing. If only his problems could be solved so easily.
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Hilary beamed when she heard the crowed applaud after her performance. It seemed that she still had it after all. Her eyes searched the crowed until they landed on the table with her best friend and roommates.
Her smile grew bigger. Maybe living with the guys wouldn't be so bad after all.
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