Never Lucky
Summary: Sidney Walker, your average 16 year old teenage girl, is liked by famous teenage singer Josh Cambridge. Unfortunately, she hates his guts, wants to shove a pole up his ass and then burn his body. Will he be able to win her over…Or go back to Seattle with a broken heart…
Prologue: Fate
I stared at the television screen. "He's totally hot…" I said.
"Who?" my friend, Maddie, asked.
"Him, Josh."
"Yeah, I so wanna kiss that hunk."
"True."
His tight black tee showed off his six pack and his strong muscular arms. His short blonde locks were slightly messy and it was randomly spiked up here and there. His denim jeans covered long legs that seemed to go on forever. His face looked like it was made to suit even the most picky supermodels and celebrities. It was nicely curved all around; free of any blemish and had that sweet boyish look that you usually tend to go and try to find in a guy. He had the most dazzling smile ever. It was – what's the word – stunning. Yes, it was simply stunning. His eyes – they captivated your heart. His brilliant blue eyes. They had you mesmerized. They were like gemstones, they sparkled and shined like the most beautiful jewel in the world.
I watched the television screen, bored, because I didn't really like this song. Though I had to admit, Josh is pretty cute. Wait, scratch that, more like – TOTALLY HOT! Josh, the famous teen singer, was performing a concert. Seeing as all of my friends are his fans, they're watching his concert, which was being broadcasted live from Seattle. They forced me to watch it with them, even though I'm not that much of a fan. As he finished singing one of his songs, the crowd went wild, literally. Someone even chucked up a pink bra for him to sign. It was, apparently, a girl in the crowd. Seeing as I don't know any guys that wear bras, especially any guys that wear pink bras. He grabbed the mike from its stand.
"Yo Seattle!"
The crowd cheered with him. "Yeah!!"
"How bout we rock this place down?!"
"Yeah!!"
Josh got off the stage and pulled on the hands of one of the girls in the front row. It was the girl that he had had his eye on all night - so far. He pulled her up unto the stage with him.
"C'mon, you got it rocking girl! Do this with me!!"
He started moving back and forth. The girl up on stage grabbed another mike.
"My sexy love..."
He shouted. "Yeah!! C'mon Seattle, rock with me!!"
"My sexy love...(so sexy)...
"She
makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up
Just one touch
And
I erupt like a volcano and cover her with my love
Baby girl you
make me say (Ohh ohhh ohhhh)
And I just can't think (of anything
else I'd rather do)
Than to hear you sing (sing my name the way
you do)
When we do our thing (when we do the things we do)
Baby
girl you make me say (Ohh ohhh ohhhh)"
"Sexy
love girl the things you do
Keep me sprung keep running back to
you
Who I love making love to you
Baby girl you know your my
(sexy love...)
I'm
so addicted to how she's the sweetest touch
Just in love
Still
to much say that I simp and I'm sprung on I might be your boy
I
can't you make me say (Ohh ohhh ohhhh)
And I just can't think (of
anything else I'd rather do)
Than
to hear you sing (sing my name the way you do)
When we do our
thing (when we do the things we do)
Oh, Baby girl you make me say
(Ohh ohhh ohhhh)
Oh
baby what we do it makes the sun come up
Keep on lovin' til it
goes back down
And I don't know what I would do if I would lose
your touch
That's why I'm keepin' you around... my sexy love
She
makes the hairs on the back of my head stand up
Just one touch..."
Just as he finished singing the song, he grabbed the girl on stage with him and planted on her a big, wet kiss, it was on the cheek. "Good night Seattle!! You can find me at the bar later for autographs!"
The camera zoomed in on the bar. Josh was kissing, full on, another girl. Not just little pecks on the lips, but the full deal French kiss, with tongue as well. He had his hands shoved down the back pockets of his pants and his head was slightly thrown back. The girl that Josh had kissed earlier on stage was staring at them.
"No!!" She burst into tears as Josh broke off the kiss with his new girl.
He rolled his eyes. "What were you thinking? That I love you just cause I kissed you on stage? That I'm single cause I kissed you?!" He gave a quick laugh. The girl with him kissed him once more, as he smiled. "Keep dreaming."
The girl tongue touching and pashing with Josh laughed. "That's business, girl. Deal with it."
I glared at the television set before I switched it off. "What a jerk!"
Maddie stared at the t-v screen dreamily. "A hot jerk."
Jess turned the t-v back on, "C'mon you guys, stop arguing."
I looked back at the t-v, and throughout the time between Josh's concert and the end of his after party, the camera caught him pashing an exact amount of 15 girls, though not as much as the girl he was caught with. I looked at him distastefully.
Thinks he's so cool. That arrogant jerk! I'm never going to listen to another one of his songs again! From this day on, Josh is on my hate list. He thinks he can hurt people and get away with it just because he's famous.
I walked out of the living room; I couldn't stand watching that arrogant little dick strut around cockily, thinking that he's the best.
He's number one on my hate list now. God, I hope he dies, the asshole.
Funny how fate has a way of turning everything around though, just because of him. All because of him…
Damn you fate.
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A/N: I do not own 'Sexy Love' by Ne-yo.