CHAPTER FIVE
Who knows? I don’t
We talked till about 4:30 but at 4:30 I realized that I need to get to the dance studio…
So Denise and I walked out to the front porch and saw Kevin and AJ talking
“Hey Kaitie this is my little brother AJ” Kevin said giving AJ a punch in the stomach
“It’s Alex, Kevin… and your just jealous that Kait prefers younger guys then old” Alex said giving me a wink
“Actually I prefer older gentlemen to immature little boys” I said grinning and winking at Kevin
“O0oh you got shot down…playa McLean Got shot down…were are the poperotzie when you need them.” Kevin said…and as soon as he said that 3 photographers with little voice recorders came up to the front porch
“Kevin…AJ…girl … turn for the cameras” the photographer said to us Kevin Wrapped his arm around me shielding me from being in the photograph and we turned and went back into the house.
“Thanks Kevin…Thanks a lot” Alex said well yelled
“What it was a joke…how the hell was I supposed to know that there is a stationed photographers out side your house Alexander” Kevin yelled back in a way that meant that Alex should have told us.
“What is all the yelling about” Denise McLean asked us
“Kevin Here decided to say “where is the poperotzie when you need them” and then there was about 3 of them on my porch.” Alex said
“Kevin you didn’t…did you?” Denise asked in a you should not have done that sort of way
“Yeah I did … so what…all there gonna get is us standing on the porch” He said
“Well alright…but Kaitie needs to leave…she needs to get to the dance studio” Denise said for me
“You ready?” Kevin asked me
“yep” I said
“Well then we’ll go…good bye Mama Mac, later bro” Kevin said good bye and we left the house I put the hood of my jacket up over my face and walked to the car. Kevin opened the door for me because I couldn’t see…what a gentleman
once we pulled away from Alex’s drive way we drove to the dance studio. When we got there he asked me if he could come in and watch rehearsals. I said yeah of course.
“Hey Darren” I said as I walked onto the dance floor Kevin just went over to the mirror and sat down.
“Hey Kaitie…Hi Kevin” He said realizing who the person who came in with me was
“Hey Darren…what’s up man?” Kevin asked him
“nothing much I just wanted to see Kait practice” Kevin said
“alright get ready to rumble … get in there Timberlake” He said to me so I to the center of the dance floor…with my jeans and top on I did the dance. I had to practice in an on comfortable out fit…not only did I do the dance I sang along with the song
SPOKEN:
People can take everything away from you
But they can never take away your truth
But the question is..
Can you handle mine?
They say I'm crazy
I really don't care
That's my prerogative
They say I'm nasty
But I don't give a damn
Getting boys is how I live
Some ask me questions
Why am I so real?
But they don't understand me
I really don't know the deal
About my sister
Trying hard to make it right
Not long ago before I won this fight
Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live? (tell me why)
I don't need permission
Make my own decisions (oh)
That's my prerogative
That's my prerogative
[It's my prerogative]
Its the way that I wanna live
[It's my prerogative]
They can't tell me what to do...
Don't get me wrong
I'm really not souped
Ego trips is not my thing
All these strange relationships
It really gets me down
I see nothing wrong
Spreading Myself Around
Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live? (tell me why)
I don't need permission
Make my own descisions (oh)
That's my prerogative
That's my prerogative
Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live? (tell me why)
I don't need permission
Make my own descisions (oh)
That's my prerogative
That's my prerogative
Its the way that I wanna live
[It's my prerogative]
They can't tell me what to do...
Why can't I live my life?
Without all of the things that people say?
Ohh...
[Shout]
Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live? (tell me why)
I don't need permission
Make my own decisions (oh)
That's my prerogative
(They Say I'm crazy) Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live? (tell me why)
(they say I'm nasty)I don't need permission
Make my own decisions
(ahhh)That's my prerogative
[That's my prerogative]
“alright Kait now lets get you some skimpy little outfit and your all set” Darren said
“Um lets not and say we did…I mean Ill wear some edgy outfit…but can we please try and remember that I am 16 fucking years old I mean really come on.” I said
“alright fine” Darren said chuckling
“so Richardson…what do you think of my little master piece” Darren added but directed it to Kevin
“ I think for some one who deals with a lot of flack that was awesome” Kevin said getting up and coming over to us.
“That was awesome Kaitie” He said giving me a hug.
“Alright alright alright lets get back to business…Timbers take a drink a water and get back out there and do it again” Henson said
“alright already” I said giving Kevin one last squeeze and got a drink of water and Darren restarted the music
My Prerogative
SPOKEN:
People can take everything away from you
But they can never take away your truth
But the question is..
Can you handle mine?
They say I'm crazy
I really don't care
That's my prerogative
They say I'm nasty
But I don't give a damn
Getting boys is how I live
Some ask me questions
Why am I so real?
But they don't understand me
I really don't know the deal
About my sister
Trying hard to make it right
Not long ago before I won this fight
Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live? (tell me why)
I don't need permission
Make my own decisions (oh)
That's my prerogative
That's my prerogative
[It's my prerogative]
Its the way that I wanna live
[It's my prerogative]
They can't tell me what to do...
Don't get me wrong
I'm really not souped
Ego trips is not my thing
All these strange relationships
It really gets me down
I see nothing wrong
Spreading Myself Around
Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live? (tell me why)
I don't need permission
Make my own descisions (oh)
That's my prerogative
That's my prerogative
Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live? (tell me why)
I don't need permission
Make my own descisions (oh)
That's my prerogative
That's my prerogative
Its the way that I wanna live
[It's my prerogative]
They can't tell me what to do...
Why can't I live my life?
Without all of the things that people say?
Ohh...
[Shout]
Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live? (tell me why)
I don't need permission
Make my own decisions (oh)
That's my prerogative
(They Say I'm crazy) Everybody's talkin' all this stuff about me
Why don't they just let me live? (tell me why)
(they say I'm nasty)I don't need permission
Make my own decisions
(ahhh)That's my prerogative
[That's my prerogative]
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