Bella pov

I chose lucky to sing with Rosey and started sitting on the bar with our knees pulled up sitting across from each other first and I was in front of Mason and she was in front of Wade and Travis.

I've been a runner, I've been a fighter
I've been the fuse, hell, I've been the lighter
Taken every wrong turn down the bridges I burned
It's a bad reputation, but it's damn well earned
Gotta thank God that this ol' life ain't fair
There's only one way to explain how I got here
I got lucky
Well, ain't that somethin' for someone just like me
Who don't deserve a damn thing?
I know broken, beat down
And I know I show it then and now
But, hell, I chose it, yеah, I own it
And it brings me to my knees
I got lucky
I've been it all, I've been еmpty
I've had nothing, I've had plenty
Yeah, I've done the dance, too many close calls
More than most, most of all
I got lucky
Ain't that somethin' for someone just like me
Who don't deserve a damn thing?
I know broken, beat down
I know I show it then and now
But, hell, I chose it, yeah, I own it
And it brings me to my knees
I got lucky
I make sure I don't make it easy on me
But I woke up today, so that must mean
I got lucky
Well, ain't that somethin' for someone just like me
Who don't deserve one damn thing?
I know broken, beat down
And I know I show it then and now
Hell, I chose it, yeah, I own it
And it brings me to my knees
I got lucky
I got lucky
Oh oh oh oh

Rosey and I were standing back to back leaning against each other and we started laughing when we turned and looked at each other.

"I love and missed you sis!" We bent our heads laughing so hard now because we said it together.

Then America sweetheart came on and it was our favorite song for each other.

No, there ain't nothing that I gotta prove
You think your words will make me black and blue
But I, I think I'm pretty with these old boots on
I think it's funny when I drink too much, hey
You try and change me, you can go to hell
'Cause I don't want to be nobody else
I like the chip I got in my front teeth
And I got bad tattoos you won't believe
So kick out the jams, kick up the soul
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole
Gonna lose control tonight
What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America's sweetheart
Well, they say I'm too loud for this town
So I lit a match and burned it down
What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart
But you love me anyway
My hands are dirty and my heart is cold
The boys I've been with say I got no soul, when I
I meet another honey at the bar
I'll think it's funny when I break his heart, hmm, now
My kind of medicine is whiskey straight
I got a mouth to put you in your place, and they
They said I'll never be the poster type
But they don't make posters of my kind of life
So kick out the jams, kick up the soul
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole
Gonna lose control tonight
What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America's sweetheart
Well, they say I'm too loud for this town
So I lit a match and burned it down
What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart
But you love me anyway
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
You love me anyway (yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
You love me anyway
Kick out the jams, kick up the soul
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole, holler if you ready
Gonna lose control
Kick out the jams, kick up the soul
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole
Gonna lose control tonight
What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America's sweetheart
Well, they say I'm too loud for this town
So I lit a match and burned it down
What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart
But you love me anyway
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
You love me anyway (yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
You love me anyway
I'm not America's sweetheart
No, no, no

I went with Georgia peach next because I knew she would have so much fun with this one.

Way beyond the city lights
Lots of cowboys paradise
Honeysuckle on the vine
Growing up on Southern time ooh
Love to dance and we love to flirt
Ain't afraid of a little dirt
We ain't late for Sunday church
Mama raised us not to curse
Our shorts' a little shorter 'cause the sun's a little hotter
Sipping lemonade, while we're playing in the water
Oh, woah, woah oh woah, woah
Ain't nothing sweeter than us Georgia Peaches
Oh, woah, woah oh woah
There's a reason why the boys pick the Georgia Peaches
We grow where the grass is green
We got home-grown in our genes
We love country everything
From Alan Jackson to Aldean
Our drawl will drive you crazy
When we wink and call you baby
You don't stand a chance
Once you seen a southern lady
Oh, woah, woah oh woah, woah
Ain't nothin' sweeter than us Georgia Peaches
Oh, woah, woah oh woah
There's a reason why the boys pick the Georgia Peaches
Oh, ain't nothing sweeter
It don't matter where you're from, come on in and have some fun
We're gonna treat you like you're one of us, yeah, yeah
Oh, woah, woah oh woah, woah
Ain't nothing sweeter than Georgia Peaches
Oh, woah, woah oh woah
There's a reason why the boys pick, woaho
Oh, oh oh oh oh
Yeah ain't nothin' sweeter than Georgia Peaches
Oh, oh oh oh oh
There's a reason why the boys pick
Ain't nothing sweeter
Ain't nothing sweeter
Ain't nothing sweeter (Georgia Peaches)
Georgia Peaches

Wade helped my sister off the bar and Mason helped me off the bar and I gave him a quick kiss and we took off to the bands laptop.

That female caught my eyes and only my eyes moved to her and so did my sister's.

She moved and she got closer to my mate. I did a low growl and tilted my head and Mason whipped his head around to where me and my sister was looking but now he was confused because he didn't see what we did.

I started tapping over gunpowder and lead and we walked out on the dance floor and started.

County Road 233 under my feet
Nothin' on this white rock but a little ol' me
I got two miles 'til he makes bail
And if I'm right, we're headed straight for hell
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
He wants a fight, well, now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
Slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man
I'm gonna show him what a little girl's made of
Gunpowder and lead
Well, it's half past ten, another six-pack in
I can feel the rumble like the cold black wind
He pulls in the drive, gravel flies
But he don't know what's waitin' here this time
Hey, I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
He wants a fight, well, now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
Slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man
I'm gonna show him what a little girl's made of
Gunpowder and lead
His fist is big but my gun's bigger
He'll find out when I pull the trigger
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
He wants a fight, well, now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
Slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man
I'm gonna show him what a little girl's made of
Gunpowder and, gunpowder and lead
Gunpowder and lead, yeah, yeah
Hey!

We went back to the laptop and I had my finger hidden and pointed out she moved closer and I noticed that guy was watching me from the bar and I pointed him out to my sister and I talked with my mind with her.

"You healed enough to go into warrior mode and up for a fight?" I asked her with my mind.

"Oh yeah! We start with her and then him next! Let's dance on the bar this time and come start from the bartenders side this time." I did a quick nod with my head as I chose out the songs.

In the middle of the night
I hear a cornfield coyote cry
Up at the moon, no matter what
Sky, I'm layin' under
In the eye of a hurricane
When I got one foot in the grave
I'll dig my boots into the dirt
And face the rollin' thunder
I'm five generations of blazin' a trail
Through barb-wired valleys and overgrown dells
I'm barefoot and bareback and born tough as nails
Whoa, whoa, whoa
I'm four-fifths of reckless and one-fifth of jack
I push like a daisy through old sidewalk cracks
Yeah, my kinda crazy's still runnin' its courses with
Wildflowers and wild horses
It's in the water, in my veins
That bread of Heaven falls like rain
So I'm taken care of either way
Make somethin' outta how I'm made
Until I hitch a ride on Glory's train
I'm five generations of blazin' a trail
Through barb-wired valleys and overgrown dells
I'm barefoot and bareback and born tough as nails
Whoa, whoa, whoa
I'm four-fifths of reckless and one-fifth of jack
I push like a daisy through old sidewalk cracks
Yeah, my kinda crazy's still runnin' its courses with
Wildflowers and wild horses
I'm five generations of blazin' a trail
Through barb-wired valleys and overgrown dells
I'm barefoot and bareback and born tough as nails
Whoa, whoa, whoa
I'm four-fifths of reckless and one-fifth of jack
I push like a daisy through old sidewalk cracks
Yeah, my kinda crazy's still runnin' its courses with
Wildflowers and wild horses
Yeah, my kinda crazy's still runnin' its courses with
Wildflowers and wild horses
Wildflowers and wild horses

We jumped off the bar right in front of Mason just before she even touched my mate.

Mason turned around and I put a stop sign for him not to touch me.

"Oh, oh! Wade and Travis this isn't good! Fuck! I knew it!" Mason wasn't happy about this either.

Rosey and I narrowed our eyes at the lady! My sister looked her up and down.

"Really! Why do you keep going after my big brother chick?" My sister crossed her arms in front of her.

"Well for one look at him and then look at your twin sister. I even got to admit you're better looking than your own twin!" Rosie and I turned and looked at each other.

"How is that even possible? We're identical twins Punch only difference between us is our height. Boy she's got it so fucking wrong." My sister said.

We haven't connected as warriors yet. "I'm done!" I said. I grabbed my sister's hand and turned around and pointed my finger to the lady in the tight short jean skirt and what kind of shirt is that with big tits at that.

"Don't you even dare make a fucking move on my mate!" I was snarly now.

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