So this is my first story. Hope ya like it
DISCLAIMER I am not James Patterson
Hey so my name is Fang, Fang Wolfe. Lemme introduce myself to you guys out there who are probably stalking me right now.(Note sarcasm maybe). So I am 19 years old and a pretty rich one at that, back to that later. I love the color black and despise the color pink. I mean why destroy the reputation of two pretty cool colors in making one horrid looking one. So I have black hair and obsidian eyes. My best friend and partner in crime is Iggy Griffiths, he is a freaky pyro that can make a juice bottle, chopsticks, and hair into a working time bomb and blow up your bed. Okay back to when I told you bout me being famous and rich and all. So when I was about 16 I sang a song with Iggy at a club... let's go right to the flashback
*flashback*
" Hey, Fang Iggy you guys up next, you ready?" said the club manager, Peter.
"Yeah Pete, we're ready!" Iggy exclaimed
Pete went up on the stage and introduced us to the crowd. The crowd was silent because we were new to the club and well they didn't know us okay.
"Hey I'm Fang and this is..." I started but HE interrupted.
"I am Iggy the all time powerful and everlasting ruler of music" Iggy interrupted.
"Okay we are goin to start off with the song billionaire by Travis McCoy ft. Bruno Mars."
With that the crowd started cheering.
(Italics -Fang Bold- Iggy)
I wanna be a billionaire so fricking bad
Buy all of the things I never had
Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen
Oh every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining lights
A different city every night oh
I swear the world better prepare
For when I'm a billionaire
Yeah I would have a show like Oprah
I would be the host of, everyday Christmas
Give Travie a wish list
I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt
And adopt a bunch of babies that ain't never had sh-t
Give away a few Mercedes like here lady have this
And last but not least grant somebody their last wish
Its been a couple months since I've single so
You can call me Travie Claus minus the Ho Ho
Get it, hehe, I'd probably visit where Katrina hit
And damn sure do a lot more than FEMA did
Yeah can't forget about me stupid
Everywhere I go Imma have my own theme music
Oh every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining lights
A different city every night oh
I swear the world better prepare
For when I'm a billionaire
Oh oooh oh oooh for when I'm a Billionaire
Oh oooh oh oooh for when I'm a Billionaire
I'll be playing basketball with the President
Dunking on his delegates
Then I'll compliment him on his political etiquette
Toss a couple milli in the air just for the heck of it
But keep the fives, twentys (?) completely separate
And yeah I'll be in a whole new tax bracket
We in recession but let me take a crack at it
I'll probably take whatevers left and just split it up
So everybody that I love can have a couple bucks
And not a single tummy around me would know what hungry was
Eating good sleeping soundly
I know we all have a similar dream
Go in your pocket pull out your wallet
And put it in the air and sing
I wanna be a billionaire so fricking bad
Buy all of the things I never had
Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen
I wanna be a billionaire so frickin bad!
We finished off the song with a roaring applause from the audience.
Me and Iggy smiled at the crowd, well I smirked. We got off stage and some girls came up to us saying
"OMG, you guys were amazing"
"you guys should be famous"
Varies from those comments. So the club was closing up because we were the last ones up. When me and Iggy were at the door a guy in a white suit and a thick brown mustache came up to us. Shook our hands and said
"Names Nickolas Jimenez, heard you guys sing and not too bad either" He said this in a rather deep accent.
"names Ig-" Iggy started but Nickolas interrupted
"Iggy I know and the dark one's Fang" he pointed to me.
"So what you want with us" Iggy asked
"I wanna make you a singing group"
And that's how I became a Number one on the charts now-a-days.
Yeah I know a little slow but plot line is still building.
So R and R