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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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Live TV I hate it, nothing good ever comes out of it. Well maybe me winning Idol might be considered good, but nothing else. Then there is talking and live TV. There should be rules against me talking on live TV, I just don't like it and I don't see why myself and everyone around me should suffer my babbling.
'You've got that confused look on your face again.............' It's called thinking Simon.
'Does Ryan have to talk so much...............' That's right Kelly, push the subject away from you.
'It's in his contract.........he has to say more words during each show than anyone else........'Ha that's funny.
'Funny......'I laugh.
'No seriously...........'
'And It's Carrie Underwood.........' Okay time to pay attention. The screen behind Ryan lights up and there she is. All blond and beautiful. I'm trying my best to stay focused, listen to her sing and come up with something other than I love you and marry me, which think could fall out my mouth if I'm not careful. She makes me want to tap dance out the closet, and that doesn't sound weird at all Kelly. The music comes to a sudden stop and the crowd behind me begin to cheer.
'Carrie Carrie Carrie......I have high hopes for you...........it was just OK for me..............'Randy seems to be still moody about my relationship with Carrie.
'It's time to takes risks Carrie............'I can't even be bothered to listen to Paula.
'I could say so much about that performance..........'Some things might get me in trouble though. Even if it annoys the hell out your mother, I'm trying to be nice here. 'Carrie your fun.....'and hot. 'And your doing everything right.......I loved your performance.........' and I might love you too. She smiles sweetly then turns her attention to Simon.
'Well Carrie heres a change.....I'm going to be nice........' Please try it. 'There are three people in this competition......and you are one of them.............'Oh I could kiss him. I could just grab that face of his and kiss. Could, won't. But it's the thought that counts.
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I'm like some sort of weird stalker. I'm reduced to hiding round corners hoping to catch a glimpse of her when she comes out the green room.
'Why am I here?,.........' A stalker with an annoying accomplice.
'So I don't look like a complete weirdo..........' I should have brought my mother.
'Years to late.........' I watched the green door open and shut as another constant enters.
'How do I get in there...................' I don't want to pout and complain, but I really want in that room.
'Through the door........'My best friend slash annoying room mates suggests.
'Yes thank you........' I need to leave her at home from now on. 'But how do I do it without them all seeing me............'
'Not following.........' And they say blonds are dumb.
'how can I talk to her without everyone seeing..........I can't show them all that I have some sort of special interest in her.............' I suck at acting.
'You could go in there and pretend to talk to them all.........show and interest in them all............' Well that's an idea.
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I want to say her name is Laura?, how hard can this be I mean the girl has been talking to me for five minutes now. I sat and watched her sing live on stage, I picked her to be in the final twelve how the hell can't I remember her name.
'….....Just so nervous..........' Who's so nervous?. She's so nervous? Is she asking me if I'm so nervous?.
'Well what can you do?...........' And now she's looking at me like I have two heads, I really did say the wrong thing there.
Kelly?..........' And there she is, the only reason I'm still here. 'I just wanted to thank you for being there for all of us......you've been a big help........' what the hell is she talking about. Ashley's standing behind her smiling like an idiot.
'Well that's OK..........' I pause.
'Carrie.........'Ashley answers over Carrie's shoulder.
'Yes I know.......thank you Ashley..........' Remind me to slap her later. Me Ashley, Carrie and..... and...OK now I don't even have a fake name for her. We are all just standing around looking at each other. My best friend and my....Carrie seem to be in some sort of happy little joke that me and ….the girl standing to my right don't know about. They are all smiles and smirking while I just stand here looking confused. That seems to be a fixture of mine these days.
'Loved your take on Knock On Wood Lindsey............'Lindsey, that's her name. Thank you Ashley.
'I don't know......I just hope it's enough............' I wonder if Carrie's a real blond.
'Well it seems like a hard song to sing...........' It's really blond.
'It is my favourite................' If it's not blond what colour is it.
'Mine too..... Kelly and I used to dance to it around her bedroom pretending we were in a cool New York night club..................' It has to be blond.
'Did you?..........' Carrie's giggle pulls me back to the conversation.
'Yep...........'did I what?
'Oh I would pay to see that.............' she laughs.
'Lindsey want a drink?..............'Ashley's pulling Laura...Lindsey towards the drinks before the poor girl can say anything.
'Finally.......god I thought she would never leave...............'My thoughts exactly. Carrie's now about a foot away from me all smiles and the rest of the room feels like it's slipped away. Her power over me can't be that strong can it? God I'm all nervous again.
'The human head weighs eight pounds................' Do you ever want to have sex again Kelly? Cause saying things like that to her will just guarantee a life time of living with my cats.
'And the human heart weighs about 10 ounces...............' Oh my god she's my soul mate.
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