Mean Girls Chapter 24, a hunger games fanfic

We're all dancing around, laughing.
"It's so hot in here!" Johanna gasps.
"I know!" We don't seem to care.
Suddenly, there's a loud squealing sound causing everyone to clamp their hands over their ears, flinching.
Then, the music cuts off.
Everyone drops their hands and start booing.
I see the DJ pressing all kinds of buttons and moving dials and everything.
Plutarch walks over and says something, and then and DJ shakes his head and I see Plutarch's shoulders go limp.
Then he walks into the small stage and picks up the microphone.
"Okay...the DJ can't get the music to work, so we're music less." People start protesting. "He's calling in his boss to help him out. He said its going to be at least a half hour before its up and running again, so unless you guys have another idea, we're going to be music less for a while."
People start complaining loudly, but then an idea pops into my head and I grin, walking over to Cinna and whispering my plan.
"That's a great idea!" He exclaims. "Go tell Plutarch."
I walk off to the stage and whisper my plan to Plutarch, who looks so relived its actually funny.
"Yes!" He exclaims. "Perfect! We have a solution!" He announces. "While Mr. Marshall gets the docking station from his car so Katniss can plug in her phone and play music, she's going to sing." People start cheering.
"KATTTT SAVES THE DAYYYYYY!" Sam screams.
Plutarch hands me the microphone and walks off.
"Sing P!nk!" Someone shouts.
The best song pops into my head.
"This is R rated." I warn Plutarch.
He looks hesitant and goes to object but I'm already starting to play the song, waving Johanna to join me.
She smirks when she hears the song and joins me on backup.
"This is for everyone that calls me a slut. I mean come on! Everyone is a slut at least one in their life!" People cheer, agreeing. I start strumming again, Johanna at the drums.

I'm not a slut, I just love love

Tell me something new
Cause I've heard this
Okay I'll fuck you
A little taste test
You'll be my little friend
You'll be my little friend
You'll be my little friend

And they think we fall in love
But that's not it
Just want to get some
Ain't that some sh*t
You'll be my little friend
You'll be my little friend
You'll be my little friend
Yeah, yeah yeah

I got a little piece of you-hoo
And it's just like woo-hoo
Wham Bam thank you Ma'am
Boo-hoo
I'm a slut like you
You say you're looking for a foo-ool
And I'm just like "me too"
I'm gonna let ya know the truth
I'm a slut like you

Sitting with my friends
And we're picking who we might let in
Them boys are starving
They're just our little friend
They're just our little friend
They're just our little friend

Listen you little fucker
You think you call the shots
I just bought you some
Drink up your ride's gone
This might be fun
You're now my little friend
You're now my little friend
You're now my little friend
Yeah, yeah yeah

You don't win a prize with your googly eyes
I'm not a cracker jack
You can't go inside
Unless I let you Jack... or Sam
F*ck what's your name again?
You male come now
You caveman sit down
You shh don't ruin it, wow
Check please

I, I've got a little piece of you
And it's just like woo
Wham Bam thank you Ma'am
Boo-hoo
I'm a slut like you
Woo-hoo
Looks like the joke's on you-hoo
So go home and cry like boo-hoo
I'm a slut like you

They're screaming.
"Do something fast and jumpy!" Someone says.
I look back at Johanna, who shrugs.
"Like what?" I ask.
Sam hops onto the stage.
"There's this Taylor Swift song-"
Everyone starts protesting.
"It's not that bad and it's fast and jumpy!" Sam exclaims.
"What is it?" I ask.
"Better than-"
"Revenge?" I cut her off. "That the only song by her I don't have a problem with besides Safe and Sound!" I exclaim.
She grins and hops off the stage.
Johanna has a smirk because I know she likes this song.
"This song would actually be me if some bitch took Peeta." I say.
"It's true!" Rye shouts. "Katniss gets revenge instead of punishment!"
I smirk.
"It is true. I te-peed Peeta's car one day because he didn't call me back and I was menistrating and...it worked. He always calls me back now." Peeta rolls his eyes and I grin. People are laughing. "And that time I stole his clothes when he was in the shower because he laughed when I fell down the stairs." Everyone laughs harder. "Anyways..."

"Now go stand in the corner and think about what you did"

Johanna starts on the drum to the wild intro.

Ha!
Time for a little revenge

The story starts when it was hot and it was summer and...
I had it all, I had him right there where I wanted him
She came along, got him alone and let's hear the applause
She took him faster than you could say "sabotage"

I never saw it coming, wouldn't have suspected it
I underestimated just who I was dealing with
She had to know the pain was beating on me like a drum
She underestimated just who she was stealing from

She's not a saint
And she's not what you think
She's an actress, whoa
She's better known
For the things that she does
On the mattress, whoa
Soon she's gonna find
Stealing other people's toys
On the playground won't
Make you many friends
She should keep in mind
She should keep in mind
There is nothing I do better than revenge

She looks at life like it's a party and she's on the list
She looks at me like I'm a trend and she's so over it
I think her ever-present frown is a little troubling
And she thinks I'm psycho 'cause I like to rhyme her name with things

But sophistication isn't what you wear or who you know
Or pushing people down to get you where you wanna go
They wouldn't teach you that in prep school so it's up to me
But no amount of vintage dresses gives you dignity

I'm just another thing for you
To roll your eyes at, honey
You might have him but haven't you heard
I'm just another thing for you
To roll your eyes at, honey
You might have him but I always get the last word
Whoa

Do you still feel like you know what you're doing?
'Cause I don't think you do. Oh.
Do you still feel like you know what you're doing?
I don't think you do
I don't think you do
Let's hear the applause
Come on show me how much better you are (so much better, yeah)
So you deserve some applause 'cause you're so much better
She took him faster than you could say "sabotage"

People are screaming.
Should I make it slow now?
"Slow or fast?" I ask.
Everyone looks at their dates.
"Do another fast,then slow." Someone says.
"Okay..." I think for a while. Then I smirk. "You guys remember that time in the morning when I got into that right with josh and I was doing backhand springs on the way down to Cinna's classroom while screaming that song by P!nk?" I ask. Laughter fills the air as they know where I'm going with this.
I grin and start to strum.

Aha, aha

Stupid girl, stupid girls, stupid girls

Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back
Porno Paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl

Go to Fred Segal, you'll find them there
Laughing loud so all the little people stare
Looking for a daddy to pay for the champagne
(Drop a name)
What happened to the dreams of a girl president
She's dancing in the video next to 50 Cent
They travel in packs of two or three
With their itsy bitsy doggies and their teeny-weeny tees
Where, oh where, have the smart people gone?
Oh where, oh where could they be?

Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back
Porno Paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl
Baby if I act like that, flipping my blond hair back
Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl

(Break it down now)
Disease's growing, it's epidemic
I'm scared that there ain't a cure
The world believes it and I'm going crazy
I cannot take any more
I'm so glad that I'll never fit in
That will never be me
Outcasts and girls with ambition
That's what I wanna see
(Come on)
Disasters all around
World despaired
Your only concern
Will it fuck up my hair

Maybe if I act like that (do like this), that guy will call me back
Porno Paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl
Baby if I act like that (Oh, Oh-Oh, Do you think?), flipping my blond hair back (Do you think?)
Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl (Yeah, yeah)

(Do ya think? Do ya think? Do ya think?)
(I like this, like this, like this)
Pretty will you fuck me girl, silly I'm so lucky girl
Pull my head and suck it girl, stupid girl!
Pretty would you fuck me girl, silly I'm so lucky girl
Pull my head and suck it girl, stupid girl!

(Baby) Baby if I act like that, flipping my blond hair back
(Baby if I) Push up my bra like that, stupid girl!

Maybe if I act like that (maybe if I act like that), that guy will call me back (that guy will call me back)
Porno Paparazzi girl (Porno Paparazzi girl), I don't wanna be a stupid girl (stupid girl)
Baby if I act like that (maybe if I act like that), flipping my blond hair back (flipping my blond hair back)
Push up my bra like that (push up my bra like that), I don't wanna be a stupid girl (stupid girl)

Baby if I act like that, flipping my blond hair back
Push up my bra like that,
Stupid girl
Stupid girl
Stupid girl

"Okay after this I'm done." I announce. People protest.
"Guys! Katniss and Johanna are at Prom too! Let them enjoy it!" Cinna exclaims.
People sigh and nod.
Slow song...
"Oh I've got the perfect one-"
"It should be one you wrote!" Someone calls out. People start shouting their agreements.
"Wait! Fuck the slow song! Sing Mean Girls!"
I smile and switch guitars.

Do you ever go to lunch with no one by your side
Cause the moment you arrive they all leave the table
Calling me everything but my name
Need I remind you again just call me Rachel
How would you feel if you running home crying
Lock yourself in your room, don't want anyone to see ya
While everyone's having fun outside, and you're telling yourself

I won't let it get to me no more
I don't wanna feel this way
I can't believe I let it go so far
No no, it's not okay
What do you know about me?
Do you wanna know what I think?
Mean girls, mean girls
I'm a just comb you outta my curls
Mean girls, mean girls
You no longer run my world
Mean girls, mean girls
I'm a just comb you outta my curls

How would you feel every time you go to school
Someone's looking at you weird calling you a loser
All these girls wearing bubble-gum pink
Guess I didn't get the memo
Cause they're laughing at my blue shirt
Well I hope you feeling good about you treating someone you know like a perfect stranger
Cause it's easier than standing by my side
Ohhh
I won't let it get to me no more
I don't wanna feel this way
I can't believe I let it go so far
No no, it's not okay
What do you know about me?
Do you wanna know what I think?
Mean girls, mean girls
I'm a just comb you outta my curls
Mean girls, mean girls
You no longer run my world

Who do you think you are
Loud mouth, cafeteria star
Maybe somebody was cruel to you
So you think that's what you're supposed to do
One day, it might be you
When you need a friend, but you no longer cool
When everyone leaves when you walk in the room
I just hope they forgive you

Mean girls, mean girls
You no longer run my world