Your lips, your skin, your eyes, your hair - You don't need no touching up. I don't really care - For anything that covers up your beauty - ‘Cause what God gave you, gorgeous girl, is what would suit me

And n diamond rings, necklaces and bangles - Don't look twice in the mirror girl - You're great from all angles

And when the angels take me from this world that I was born in - I'll say ‘None of you look half as good as my girlfriend in the morning' - And when angels come to take me from this world - I'll say ‘None of you look have as good as my girl'

So wake up my sweetness, you know that it's true - Make-up was designed for other girls to try and look like you - For my gorgeous, my words no longer cautious - You're like a bottomless pit, completely flawless - So watch me free falling head over heart - Without doubt the most beautiful piece of art

So when my days are through - I can say it was all for you

And when the angels take me from this world that I was born in - I'll say ‘None of you look half as good as my girlfriend in the morning' - And when angels come to take me from this world - I'll say ‘None of you look have as good as my girl' - When the angels lift my face from this planet - They'll ask me where my heart is and I'll say - She has it

She has it

            Once he was done playing the song Damen signaled to Nat for him to stop filming. When Damen saw the light on the camera go off he got up and put the guitar back into its case.

"Hey man what are you going to do when your grandparents get back? I know your grandpa will want his guitar back."

"Honestly Nat I have no clue."

            Nat nodded and set the camera down on the kitchen table. Damen locked up the guitar case and put it in the back of the closet so no one else could find it.

"So how much money do you have so far?"

"About 850."

"Cool."

            Damen didn't say anything. He just reached into the fridge and took out a coke.

"Okay what's going through your evil head?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Dude you're off in space. I know that means you're thinking. What is it?"

            Damen shrugged and took a sip of his coke.

"Come on, Dame." Nat said.

"I think I might be able to get all the money."

"How? Rachel's party's only giving 1,000. And that's only if she picks us."

"No. Not from Rachel. From my dad."

            Nat stared at him. Damen knew he was going to think he was crazy until he explained it.

"Dude your dad's dead." Nat said slowly.

"No he's not. I met him. That's why I was in Florida."

"Oh-kay. But how do you know he'll give you the money?"

"I'll ask. Plus I think if I play this right Mr. Drug goes to jail and dad gets his money back, and mom and I get to keep our money."

"Great but didn't you say this guy had a gun?"

"Yea...."

"Damen I know you're a master at tricking people, but I don't think you should try anything with him."

"Nat I'll be fine. The worst thing that could happen is I get shot."

"Damen that's really bad. Plus how will you get the cops there when you go to give him the money?"

"Ethan's dad."