Party In The Cia Lyrics Novels & Stories

CIARA. Bobby and Jess dragged Cain out anyway. I watched from the couch as they showed up at our door like it was a hostage situation, Bobby already half a beer in, Jess grinning like she’d won some bet. Cain stood there in a black button-down that made his shoulders look illegal, arms crossed, looking like he’d rather fight a room full of his old rivals than go to his own bachelor party. “I hate parties,” he grumbled for the third time. “You’re getting married, man,” Bobby said, clapping him on the back. “Tradition. One night of chaos. Then you’re locked down forever with your beautiful wife-to-be.”

I questioned, “Will you ever stop calling me that?” “Nope,” he replied, popping the p. I grinned while shaking my head. I took his hand in mine, and we began to dance. It was entertaining. “Do you know where Cia is?” I inquired, taking a look around. I haven’t seen her since the wedding. “Nah, maybe she is on the prowl for some ass,” he chuckled and I rolled my eyes. I noticed Cia at the bar, knocking back alcohol like a dang Viking. Is she doing okay?

Diana’s POV I waited for a while, hoping Ciara would come back out, so we could settle things, but she didn't. I stood up, went closer to her room and heard her best song playing softly from the Bluetooth speaker on her phone. She was listening to her best song by Taylor Swift, titled LONG LIVE. It is a song about friendship where Taylor Swift celebrates the journey she shared with her band and fans, reflecting on memories, victories and the unbreakable bond they formed.

Lord Jin suddenly asked us. "Yes, my lord." We answered at the same time. I just nodded yes even though I didn't know what that war angel was. My god, maybe that's a real angel! Then we will find it. I want to be able to sing I wanna party! I wanna samba! I wanna party! I wanna samba! I wanna party and live my life........ I wanna party and fllyyyyyyyy...... Ehem, that's the soundtrack of RIO if you are familiar.

I hear him sigh "Can you wait for me to get home and give it to..." Suddenly, he begins to break and I can barely hear him anymore. I sigh, knowing that this was karma playing tricks on me before I realise I should have asked him about the song and mentally slapped myself. To feel better, I began to watch youtube videos online until I see a notification of Chaos' webpage come up, I immediately click on it hearing Chaos say "It's your girl, C to the H to the O... Or something like that, whatever, I don't know how to sleep it but it's me! And im at this awesome party that I know you wish to be in but you're too not cool to be seen around him, awwn cheer up buddy...."

he asks Kennedy. She states she has no clue. Jackson states he doesn’t know either. At Jackson’s surrender, I announce The Rembrandts sing I’ll Be There for You. Moments pass before Jackson enlists the assistance of his cell phone. He claims he knows the song he is looking for; he just needs help with the exact lyrics. “And good pals are good pals for all the years,” Jackson’s deep masculine voice begins. I recognize the song but need to remember the artist. “If the Son of God’s the Son of God of them.”

We can't sing. "So I put my hands up, They're playing my song, And the butterflies fly away, Noddin' my head like, yeah, Movin' my hips like, yeah, I got my hands up, They're playin' my song, You know I'm gonna be okay, Yeah, it's a party in the USA, Yeah it's a party in the USA" we screamed in all the wrong notes causing both of us to laugh as the wind from the windows blowed in our hair. -

I went down and had a quick breakfast and headed out to wait for Jazz and within two minutes of standing outside, Jazz's Honda Civic came into my view. "Hey girl" Jazz greeted as she parked in front of me. "How are you?" I reply to her. "I'm good, you? " She answered with a cheerful smile. "So how was the party?" I questioned. "It was sick as hell girl you missed a lot." " Oh yeah? Well I hope you made up time to study for the test." "Yes I did, smarty pants." She rolled her eyes and kept on driving. I was looking outside when a familiar song came on the sound system I leaned in closer and noticed it was 'The monster' by Eminem and Rihanna.

It sounded more like "Don't blame me later for your loss. I am nowhere responsible if anyone of you loses interest in listening to songs" I again coughed and peeped at them to gather my scattered confidence.. And here I go, " || Do you love the rain, does it make you dance When you're drunk with your friends at a party? What's your favorite song, does it make..ma..mak...||" Shit !! I again forgot the lyrics. Closing my eyes I again tried to remember but couldn't, unless another voice joined me, "|| Does it make you smile? Do you think of me? ||"

"Wait a minute! This and that are different. I just want to have a friend to talk in that party." "Don't look like that, Chili. The party is only for several hours." Cecilia pouted because Max seems doesn't understand. Just a thought to breathe in the same room with those people, made her feel uncomfortable. "It must be nice if you are my partner on the ball." Max's jaw dropped, "What?" "Yes, yes. I know it impossible. Well, might as well, I will read some politic books." "It was a good idea." "To read a politic book?"