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paperweight - joshua radin & schuyler fisk

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Our lips brush together. Static runs up my spine. The stadium lights are shining brighter than they ever have before. Everyone around us is shouting with excitement.

Sweat runs down from his golden blond hair to his forehead. His hair is matted down from his helmet. His eyes are blazing with his normal boyish charm. His cheeks turn up into a smile.

So do mine.

He pulls me closer. My heart is racing. I melt in his arms.

Slowly, but surely am leaning in closer.

It seems like the time has never gone by slower.

Our lips finally meet and stay.

His lips are slightly rough, but moist from his spit. Mine are soft.

His tongue slowly rubs across my lip. Mine meets his for the first time.

All I can think is, "Please leave your taste on my tongue."


lace and leather – britney spears

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He always dated the girls that were dangerous, or seemed dangerous. They had red tips and lips. They wore leather.

She was his first feel of lace, innocence.

But, in the back of her mind she always she always thought that he would need someone to apply the pressure.

She stopped being so innocent all the time. She wore leather, she applied the pressure.

So, she became dipped in lace and leather.


you are not alone – michael jackson

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The tears fell onto her pillow. They seemed to fall and stain the cotton more and more now, since she was alone.

He would always tell her that she was not alone. But it always felt that way since he went off on business.

Bridgette missed his goofy smile. She yearned for his playful blue eyes. She needed Geoff.

"You are not alone. I am here with you babe." He said as he opened the door to their bedroom.

Her tears stopped she fell off of the bed. Her clumsiness was the last thing on either of their minds as she engulfed him with kisses and hugs.

This was the first time in days that she didn't feel alone. Her baby was back here to stay.


like a star – corinne bailey rae

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I love it when she sings. Even though she doesn't think she can.

I love it when she plays the guitar. Even if she doesn't think she can.

Bridge got really mad at me one time. I recorded her singing and playing the guitar. And, I posted it on the internet.

I have never seen her get so mad. I've never argued like that with anyone but her.

But, I did stop our fighting. I told her the one thing she could do and she believed me.

She can make me feel like I'm alive. She's my star.


what time is it – hsm cast

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"Come on Bridgette!" Geoff yelled from the top of the diving board. His girlfried was finally coming to one of his parties.

It was his "Last Day of School" Party. Everybody was there. They were ready, and going crazy because they were out. Just think about it, no more waking up at six AM. That was something to party about!

Geoff did a cannonball and splashed everyone. Bridgette flinched when the water hither. She rage was plastered across her face.

He got a little scared, she looked like Courtney. But then she smiled.

"Aw, screw it! It's party time!" Bridgette hollered as she jumped into the pool.


body language – jesse mccartney & t-pain

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She didn't have the shapely curves of her friend LeShawna, or the long legs and large bust of her friend Courtney.

In fact, this made Bridgette feel a little self conscious at times.

She climbed into her boyfriend's truck a little down. He looked over at her. "What's wrong?"

She shook her head. He asked her again.

That's when she told Geoff what was wrong.

He rolled his eyes, and began blasting his radio.

"I'm lifting up my voice to say
You're the hottest dudette in the world today
The way you shake
You got me losing my mind
You're banging like a speaker box
Turn around; the party stops
Wave surfin' baby, let me take you away!"
He sang at the top of his lungs.

She turned beet red, and hid her head in between her legs as they drove away from the high. Her boyfriend still was singing.


serious – laura bell bundy & Richard hillman

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Bridgette really loved Geoff. In fact, they both had their futures perfectly planned.

But she wished he would be more serious sometimes. Seriously, who is going to live on the beach in a mansion with a pet monkey and ten kids?


sweet dreams – beyoncé

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She couldn't believe it. She was having an affair. She had another man between her. She never thought that she would cheat on him.

Geoff was always her sweet dream.

But, Alejandro was her beautiful nightmare.

Her nightmare's breath was on the back of her neck as they were cuddled together. Her body began to shake with sobs. "Que pasa, senorita?" He asked with his devilishly sexy accent.

Bridgette shook her head. She got out of the bed and went to the bathroom. The tattoo on her chest seemed to stare at her in shame. She huffed and looked at the ring on her finger.

She thought of her wedding vows. "Till Death do us part." She furrowed her brows," I'm ending this beautiful nightmare."


make me believe – angel taylor

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He was a beach bum, a drifter. She was a surfer, a champion surfer at that. They were in love. Well, whenever he was around.

She would always ask her friends about what to do. They always told her to kick him to the curb. But, Bridgette couldn't do that.

One evening she took a walk on the beach. She saw Geoff off in the distance. Her feet took her to him as fast as they could.

"Make me believe that you're not another Casanova, make me believe that you're here to stay." She croaked as she held back the tears.

He pulled her into a tight hug. His short scraggly beard slightly scratching her forehead.

He whispered in her ear. "I always was here."

Bridgette stepped back. She asked him what he meant.

Geoff pointed to the very top of the beach. She saw a new house, or well new to her, sitting at the top.

"I've been working on it for years. I just came down today to ask you to share it with me."

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an: so, that was my shuffle challenge ridiculously hard. did you see the one for "Serious"?

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