5Disclaimer: I don't own the song "Stand up". Superchick does!
CHAPTER 3
"Bye Mom!"
"Bye Jen, have fun at Martia's," Mrs. Brown called from the kitchen.
"Oh! I will Mom, and thanks again for the brownies."
"Oh, no problem Jen, I mean I know how much that friend of yours likes brownies she will be extreamly happy I made them your little sleep over.
"yeah well, umm...bye Mom" Jenny said again, she was getting kind of nervous.
"Yeah, bye honey!
Jenny then opened the front door and closed it without going out as to make her mother believe she had left. She then tiptoed silently in her socks toward the door that led to the garage while holding her shoes and having her backpack slung over her shoulder.
Getting to the door, turning the handle, and opening it slowly she didn't make a sound but, when she closed the door shut it clicks rather loudly. Jenny freezes, but when she hears no sound on the other side of the door she heads toward the big garage door and instead of using the automatic button she opens it the old fashioned way, by hand, which also happens to be the quietest way.
Once the door is open she hops into the DeLorean and turns the key she had stolen out of her fathers desk drawer. Jenny backed the car out of the garage then parks it once she reaches the street corner. After running back to the garage she closes the door, runs back to the DeLorean and drives it to Martia's house.
"Oh my gosh! Jen, you're here...and you have your dad's DeLorean!" Martia said excitedly as she saw Jenny get out of the car.
"Yes, I know...and I have all the things we will need to make our rock star looks complete in this here bag."
"Oh my gosh! let me see!" Martia squealed like a little girl.
"Go ahead and take a look for yourself," said Jenny. By then then girls were in Martia's room.
"Okay!" Martia grabs the bag and dumps the contense onto her bed.
laying on the bed is the container of brownies and a bunch of makeup, scarves, high heals, skirts, tops, and jackets. Jenny quickly grabs the container of brownies and stuffs them back into her now empty backpack befor Martia realises what they were.
"What was that?" Martia asks suspiciously.
"Oh..um...nothing, just little snack for later." Jenny says quickly.
"Okay, whatever you say-Oh my gosh! I love this skirt. oh! and those heals. Could I use them Jen!" Said Martia interrupting her self.
"Oh! of course, that's why I brought them.
The girls began picking out clothes and accessories from both Jenny's backpack and Martia's closet. By the time they were done Jenny had picked out a pair of very faded and ripped up jeans that happened to be the latest fashion, a pink tank top, brown corderoy jacket, and brown spike heals. Martia wore a deniem skirt, green halter top, jean jacket, and green high healed sandles.
Once the girls had finished dressing, they did each others makeup and hair. Jenny ended up totally different than normal with her hair naturaly curly hair straightend stick straight and pulled back with a pink scarf tied at the side. Her eyes looked bigger and darker than ever with all the makeup she was wareing. In her ears she wore big silver hoops to finish off her gypsy look.
Martia too looked very different with her wavy hair curled up so she looked like shirley temple with lots of makeup and long dangleing earings.
After there looks were complete they waited till Martia's parents left for dinner, then hopped into the DeLorean and drove to the back entrance of Love's.
"Okay, Here we are," said Jenny.
Martia just strared at the building looking very scared.
"Come on Marty, there's no turning back now. Any ways heather's probably waiting for us now...So let go!" Jenny almost yelled.
Martia noded her head and followed Jenny out of the car and into the building.
"Marty, Jen over here!"
The girls looked down the hall and saw Heather beconing to them. "Hey ya'll, the manager said we could practice in this room till it's time for us to play."
"Oh, that's great," sighed Jenny, "I was really hoping we would be able to."
Martia sighed with relief they were just about to sing thier last song for the night. This song was Martia's favorite so she was the one to be singing it, she was really quite excited. She stepped up to the mike and waited for her cue.
Jenny strumed out the tune on her guitar and five beats later Martia started right on time. her voice was soft yet sweet and clear.
"I'm not afraid to fall
it means I climbed up high
to fall is not to fail
you fail when you don't try
Not afraid to fall
I might just learn to fly
I will spread these wings of mine."
Heather joined in with the drums for the melody.
"If get up I might fall back down again
so let's get up c'mon
if I get up I might fall back down again
but we get up anyway
but we'll just jump and see even if it's the 20th time
we'll just jump and see if we can fly."
"I'm not afraid to fall and here I told you so
don't want to rock the boat
but I just had to know
just a greener side
or can I touch the sky
but either way I will have tried."
"if I get up I might fall back down again
so let's get up c'mon
if I get up I might fall back down again
but we get u-."
Martia stopped mid word, a couple who looked freakishly like her parents had just walked into the bar. having missed only one beat she started up again
"-anyway
but we'll just jump and see even if it's the 30th time
we'll just jump and see if we can fly."
The woman who looked like her mother looked right at Martia. It was her mother! Martia was horified but didn't let it show in her music. She sang on...
"I'm not afraid to fall
I've fallen many times
they laughed when I fell down
but I have dared to climb
not afraid to fall
I know I'll fall again
but I can win this in the end."
Mrs. McFly looked from Martia, to Jenny, to Heather, and then back to Martia. Her eyes widened...
"If I get up I might fall back down again
so let's get up c'mon
if I get up I might fall back down again
but we get up anyway
but we'll just jump and see even if it's the 40th time
we'll just jump and and see if we can fly."
The girls quickly bowed and ran off the stage, but not until Martia had seen Mrs. McFly walking swiftly towards the stage...
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