Don't you think that it's boring how people talk

Making smart with their words again, well I'm bored

Because I'm doing this for the thrill of it, killin' it

Never not chasing a million things I want

And I am only as young as the minute is full of it

Getting pumped up from the little bright things I bought

But I know they'll never own me (Yeah)

Baby be the class clown

I'll be the beauty queen in tears

It's a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah)

We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear

Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)

Pretty soon I'll be getting on my first plane

I'll see the veins of my city like they do in space

But my head's filling up with the wicked games, up in flames

How can I mess with the fun again, when I'm known

And my boys trip me up with their heads again, loving them

Everything's cool when we're all in line, for the throne

But I know it's not forever (Yeah)

Baby be the class clown

I'll be the beauty queen in tears

It's a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah)

We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear

Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)

It looked alright in the pictures (yeah)

Getting caught soft with the triple is it

I fall apart, with all my heart

And you can watch from your window

And you can watch from your window

Baby be the class clown

I'll be the beauty queen in tears

It's a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah)

We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear

Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)

And talk it up like yeah (yeah)

And talk it up like yeah (yeah)

Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)

And talk it up like yeah (yeah)

And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (Yeah)

You have been a perfect child all your life...

You live in a rich house, rich town, and rich school.

But when you move to a poor town, with small houses, small schools...

Your life changes...

But this town isnt all that bad...

With little to do you meet a couple of misfit bad kids, whoes only goals in life is to get away from this town.

You being the new city jufd are rather snooty to them...

But these kids will change you...

"Live a little!" they say.

So you begin to do so...

You try things...

And you do things...

But when you all find a small cave that use to be home to the founder of the town...

You meet her...

She is a hologram of a girl around your age who claims to be from the future...

"Survival is now essential..." she says...

She explains how the world will be struck by meteorites and will end life as they know it and only they will survive...

When they strike you are not harmed...

In fact...

You where sent to a time where you belong...

But this new world is worse then the last one...

Ruls have been made to separate you all...

And rules have been made to keep you from the hologram girl...

But you dont listen...

When you are asked why you are doing this you say...

"Im doing it for the thrill of it~"


Note~ The hologram girl is not open
I will be the one choosing if you a rich kid or misfit

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Originally Posted by Integrity (Post 199433) Don't you think that it's boring how people talk Making smart with their words again, well I'm bored Because I'm doing this for the thrill of it, killin' it Never not chasing a million things I want And I am only as young as the minute is full of it Getting pumped up from the little bright things I bought But I know they'll never own me (Yeah) Baby be the class clown I'll be the beauty queen in tears It's a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah) We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah) Pretty soon I'll be getting on my first plane I'll see the veins of my city like they do in space But my head's filling up with the wicked games, up in flames How can I mess with the fun again, when I'm known And my boys trip me up with their heads again, loving them Everything's cool when we're all in line, for the throne But I know it's not forever (Yeah) Baby be the class clown I'll be the beauty queen in tears It's a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah) We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah) It looked alright in the pictures (yeah) Getting caught soft with the triple is it I fall apart, with all my heart And you can watch from your window And you can watch from your window Baby be the class clown I'll be the beauty queen in tears It's a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah) We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah) And talk it up like yeah (yeah) And talk it up like yeah (yeah) Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah) And talk it up like yeah (yeah) And talk it up like yeah (yeah) Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (Yeah) You have been a perfect child all your life... You live in a rich house, rich town, and rich school. But when you move to a poor town, with small houses, small schools... Your life changes... But this town isnt all that bad... With little to do you meet a couple of misfit bad kids, whoes only goals in life is to get away from this town. You being the new city jufd are rather snooty to them... But these kids will change you... "Live a little!" they say. So you begin to do so... You try things... And you do things... But when you all find a small cave that use to be home to the founder of the town... You meet her... She is a hologram of a girl around your age who claims to be from the future... "Survival is now essential..." she says... She explains how the world will be struck by meteorites and will end life as they know it and only they will survive... When they strike you are not harmed... In fact... You where sent to a time where you belong... But this new world is worse then the last one... Ruls have been made to separate you all... And rules have been made to keep you from the hologram girl... But you dont listen... When you are asked why you are doing this you say... "Im doing it for the thrill of it~" Note~ The hologram girl is not open I will be the one choosing if you a rich kid or misfit Form: Name: Age: Gender: Look: Personality: Love interests: Other:

Originally Posted by Turtlestrike (Post 199445) Name: Rico Age: 13 Gender: male   https://t6.rbxcdn.com/9e7d685469ec76c06b02d939c0e9f5d3 Personality: TBRP Love interests: TBRP Other