Step Up 2 The Streets Song Novels & Stories

I want to get louder I got to get louder We 'bout to go up baby, up we go We 'bout to go up baby, up we go As a music get fast Siddharth took my hand and spin me around. My is loosened now due to many spinning. We're blowing speakers Our heart a little clearer We 'bout to go up baby, up we go We 'bout to go up baby, up we go

I continue walking down the stairs. "Mum?" I call. ... Nothing. Could she be dead too? Surely not. I look into the kitchen and see the big hole. Shivers run down my spine and an idea enters my mind. "I need to get out of here." I say. 'Oh yeah real smart. Where are you going to go at eight at night huh?' "I'll find somewhere, I can't stay here anymore." 'Alright, go on then, enter the streets, don't blame me when you get mugged or kidnapped.'

Girls (girls) Some of them men think they freak this Like we do, but no they don't Make your check, come at they neck Disrespect us, no they won't Boy, don't even try to touch this (touch this) Boy, this beat is crazy (crazy) This is how they made me (made me) Houston, Texas, baby This goes out to all my girls That's in the club rocking the latest Who will buy it for themselves and get more money later I think I need a barber (barber) None of these niggas can fade me (fade me) I'm so good with this, I remind you, I'm so hood with this Boy, I'm just playing Come here, baby

She sauntered out of my way in dance steps. The song changes to I Luv dem strippers by 2chains featuring Nicki Minaj. He walked towards me and the crowd immediately parted ways, forming a circle with me and him in the middle. The spotlight shone on us and he picked my right hand to twirl me twice and dip me while his left hand trace the strings of ropes exposing my hips like he was playing a guitar. The crowd clapped and screamed, feeling excited. I narrowed my eyes at him and tried to throw him a punch which he effectively dodged by jumping backward and right back in front of me with his brows wiggled.

I winked at him “What song are you talking about?” “Its *Big Dawg by Hanumankind* he's an Indian rapper” “I've not heard of him before” “Right? Me too, this song was literally his first song that I heard and it was fire” “Play it let's listen to it” He said excitedly “Of course, you're my music partner I've have to share it with you just wait till you listen to it” I said excitedly and played the music “Ahh yeah, ahhh yeah, ahh yeah, ahh yeah, ahh yeah, ahh , yeah, ahh yeah…..wait a minute, get it how you live it, ten toes in when we're standing on business, imma big stepper….!”

🎶Buss a little twist, girl whine your waist🎶 🎶Omo you dey fine, no ramp or play🎶 🎶Gotta make me feel some typa way🎶 🎶I can make you feel some typa way🎶 🎶Buss a little twist, girl whine your waist🎶 🎶Omo you dey fine, no ramp or play🎶 🎶Messages drunk textasiz🎶 🎶He wanna squeeze on ma back and ma breastasiz🎶 🎶They wanna press the kid but can't impress the kid🎶 🎶They be lucky if they even got next to this🎶 🎶Can I know what I bring, some don't bring anything🎶 🎶I'd rather eat on my own if I can't eat widda king🎶 🎶I been about ma bag, I can't forget ma tag🎶

I had bought a pair of beige knee length boots at a shoe store a while ago. They felt really nice and didn't hurt my feet like other heels did. We were in an Uber driving back to my house now. We were singing to music again. The driver had an entertained smile on his face as he looked back at us. "Hey mister, please join us." We were listening to One Direction again. Jane was using a hairbrush she had randomly bought at a shop as a microphone. She was pointing it at the driver with a fake sad smile. He began to shake his head but eventually gave up

she jokes. "Okay, whatever makes you feel better about yourself." She says sarcastically, rolling her eyes as she walks out of my room. I bring myself into the bathroom and proceed to straighten my hair as I blast PARTYNEXTDOOR through my speakers. The song ‘No Chill’ starts to play, filling my space with soft melodies as I begin to sway my hips to the music, singing along. "And to me, you are the star of the show still." I sing, causing my thoughts to take me back to Jack.

I staggered to them, and grabbed the mic. “Move over, let the slut have a turn,” I bumped someone away. “Now, what to sing.” I thought for a moment, and I thought of the bastard who raped me and I thought of what Zack said. Suddenly, the song came to me. “Put on ‘Look What You Made Me Do’ by T Swift!” I shouted into the mic. Someone obliged me, and the words started to flash on the screen: “I don’t like your little games I don’t like your tilted stage

I knew better, but I still had hope. It’s okay. Adrian gave me more than enough for me to take my sister and start over again. We can finally be free of our stepfather, and Hailey will be safe with Adrian. Adrian and Rick would never let my stepdad get to her, and I will finally be free from my past.