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Right Kind Of Wrong	By : writer101 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Kelly Clarkson Views: 5785 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Kelly Clarkson this is a work of fiction . i do not make any money from writing this story

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To say I'm nervous is an understatement, I would welcome feeling nervous at this point in time because if Ryan doesn't hurry the hell up and do his job I will take him out. There is no need for his dramatic pauses. Poor Carrie's standing there gripping her hands together and biting her bottom lip, just waiting for an answer. The three stooges to my right haven't uttered a word to me all night, I think my drop dead comment when I walked into the make up room might have scared them all off. If Carrie doesn't get through I swear I'll ruin them all, OK I may sound like a bad James bond villain but I will, I'll make sure they know exactly what I think of them, Oh Ryan hurry up.
'Going through to the next round is...............' Finally. Carrie looks over to my the exact moment I look at her. I can't tell what she's thinking, her face is showing no emotion. 'Carrie Underwood..........' She doesn't take her eyes off of me as the rest of the contestants crowd around her to congratulate her, Ryan pulls her towards the middle of the stage and talks into the camera but still she looks at me. A small smile graces her lips and her eyes being to light up, she's finally getting it. She's through.
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My life has come to this, Hiding in a bathroom stale so I can catch a glimpse of her. I don't want to seem desperate but since she left my place after breakfast I've been plotting how I can get alone with her next. Usually she finds me but I can't always rely on her, I need to see her tonight, My mind is aching to be near her again, OK my body too but I'm trying to ignore that. When I know everyone from the production team is gone home I come out of my little hiding place and looking or should I say walk around and pretend to bump into her by accident.
My first stops the contestants dressing room which I find locked, Mines is next which is also locked. I can hear Jake the security guard whistling from the bottom of the hallway.
'Jake?........' He turns the corner as I call his name.
'Kelly?...........don't you ever want to go home?.........' Jake and I go back, he's been with the show since the first season. He's spent may times helping me out to my car late at night.
'I lost track of time I guess.......am I the last?..............'
'That you are.......' I try not to look disappointed.
'No one else is here?...........'
'Just you and me.........' The car, she's probably at the car waiting for me.
'Well I better go then............'
'I'll walk you out...........' I should have known she would be at the car, how many times has she stood in the dark waiting for me. I should stop her doing it, La is too dangerous to be hanging around in car parks late at night. But if I tell her that will she laugh at me, tell me I'm stupid for worrying. Tell me to mind my own business, it's not like we're dating or anything, it's not like I have any right to tell her what to do. 'Kelly?..............' Jake pulls on my are. 'We're here........'I look towards my car, No Carrie. I can't hide the disappointment now.
'Right.....thanks Jake,..........'
'You OK Kelly?.............' I place a fake smile on my face.
'Just tired Jake......thanks again......I'll see you soon........'
I drive back to my place fast, there's not much traffic on the road thank god. I don't think wrapping myself round a pole would be good for my image. I can't keep my mind off Carrie, she's been chasing after me since I met her and now she's getting somewhere in the competition she's stopped. I don't want to think it but I can't help myself, she wouldn't be around me just to get further in the competition. She doesn't seem the type. But then why is someone so nice and unbelievably beautiful chasing after me, not that I want to put myself down or anything, but seriously I do tend to attract the crazy. Not someone like Carrie. OK now I'm really depressed.
Ashley's sitting on the sofa waiting for me when I enter the living room. She's all smiles and winks.
'What the hells your problem?.............'OK I know I shouldn't take it out on her but she's here.
'It's just a good day..........had a nice lunch.........bought some new shoes......and Carrie got through.........'I'm beginning to think that my best friend has a thing for Carrie too. I don't fancy my chances in a fight with Ashley. She kicked my ass in seventh grade for something we do not talk about any more, I mean we do not talk. I don't fancy my chances now.
'I'm going to bed..........' I can't be bothered with anybody now, I'm sad and I want to sulk.
'You should...........you look like crap............'She shouts over her shoulder before going back to the TV. I could throw something at the back of her head and run, but then that risks her kicking my door down and beating me with it.
'Yea night Ash..........' She turns to look at me, her lips turned up in a smirk.
'Have fun..................' Stupid smirking best friend, she's so annoying at times. I just want to pout now. I stomp all the way up the stairs towards my room. I just want to pout and forget all about stupid Ashley and her smiling, and I want to forget all about Stupid Carrie and.....
'Carrie........' She's sitting there on my bed smiling at me, a bottle of water and two glasses sitting next to her.
'I thought we would celebrate me getting through............'She picks up the bottle of water. 'I thought we would do it sensibly this time............' I laugh, a loud nervous silly laugh. I so wasn't expecting this. And she looks so good on my bed. 'Close the door Kelly...........' Yes ma'am.
'OK.......'
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