Dress it up with the trappings of love.

The night of the party came, a few days later a package came to the house holding the “GIRLTRASH STAGE OUTFITS” aka our school uniforms. We were gonna these L.A. folks how we rocked and how HOT we looked. My dads actually told us not ride our bikes because we would cause traffic, as he laughed at us. Not only did we cause traffic we caused two accidents that’s why it took us so long to get to Gray’s. We finally got there and as soon as we entered the venue all eyes were on us, as the crowd parted. US in all our Girltrash Glory and HOTNESS, we walked in Cocky and Smirking because we could have anyone in there but I was focused on ONE PERSON and ONE PERSON ALONE, and there she was directly in front of us. With her mouth wide open staring at me like I was staring at her looking her up and down looking at her Angel Outfit. She grabbed my tie and whispered me making the hair on my arm stand that she was going to introduce us with Kyla and then sucked on my earlobe. I swear that girl had my libido going like no other; I think I would have taken there then and there.  Again I saw them the same four eyeing me up and down and the rest of my band mates, I walked over to Chelsea, Madison, Kyla and Ashley, seriously guys you need to stop and you should close your mouths it’s not attractive. They all laughed at me. It’s funny how they were once again OOGLING. But this time we had a whole club full of people ogling. Finally I go back up on stage, and I hear Madison scream “Dayam you ladies are making are making everyone’s wet dreams come true”? I cheekily replied “NO WE ARE JUST TRYING TO MAKE EVERYONE WET while licking my lips which was directed towards Ashley anyways“that definitely go the crowd going just like how we wanted.

          Ugh that night we oddly rewarding and nerve wracking, as soon as we got on stage, Angie decided to start with Ashley. Before all hell broke loose I thank the boys for being there to defuse the bitch fight that was about to start and surely I would of gotten involved if Angie would’ve laid her skanky hands on her , but did seem like my girl had it all under control.  That’s when I actually asked Ashley to be my girl kind of I had asked her when we sang the last line of  the song “Rebel Girl “