“I can’t believe we were that close!” Brian growled frustrated. “After all these months you’d think we’d be able to switch back by now!”
“Hey Lenore!” Melissa cried running up to her with a disc-man. “You gotta hear this song! It’s so totally you and C.M.!”
“What’s it called?” Brian queried. “Who sings it?”
“It’s called Right Kind Of Wrong by LeAnn Rimes,” Melissa rejoined as she handed Brian her disc-man. “It fits your situation perfectly if you ask me.”
“Okay, you say so,” Brian shrugged. He then hit the play button, for she’d put it on pause for him.
Know all about
You got your reputation
And now it’s bound to be a heart break situation
But I can’t help it if I’m helpless every time that I’m where you are
You walk in and my strength walks out the door
Say my name and I can’t fight it anymore
I know I should go
But I need your touch just too damn much
Loving you
Isn’t really something that I should do
Shouldn’t wanna spend my time with you
I should try to be strong
But baby, you’re the right kind of wrong
Yeah baby, you’re the right kind of wrong
It’d be a mistake
A mistake I’m making
But what you’re giving, I am happy to be taken
‘Cause no one’s ever made me feel
The way I feel when I’m in your arms
They say your something I should do without
They don’t know what goes on when the light s go out
There’s no way to explain
All the pleasure is worth all the pain
Loving you
Isn’t really something that I should do
Shouldn’t wanna spend my time with you I should try to be strong
But baby, you’re the right kind of wrong
Yeah baby, you’re the right kind of wrong
I should try to run
But I just can’t seem too
‘Cause every time I run, you’re the one I run too
Can’t do without what you do to me
I don’t care if I’m in too deep, yeah
Know all about
You got your reputation
And now it’s bound to be a heart break situation
But I can’t help it if I’m helpless everytime that I’m where you are
You walk in and my strength walks out the door
Say my name and I can’t fight it anymore
Oh, I know I should go
But I need your touch just too damn much
Loving you
Isn’t really something that I should do
Shouldn’t wanna spend my time with you
I should try to be strong
But baby, you’re the right kind of wrong
Right kind of wrong
Baby you’re the right kind of wrong
Baby you’re the right kind of wrong
Yeah, baby you’re the right kind of wrong
“Whoa,” Brian said after the song ended. “That’s kinda deep, don’t you think?”
“Lenore, it’s a happy kinda song, not one to cry over,” Melissa stated. “Why do you look like you’re gonna cry?”
“I dunno really,” Brian responded. “I think it’s ‘cause the song describes everything perfectly I guess.”
Melissa shook her head. “Whatever you say. If you want, you can borrow the CD for now ‘till you learn the words off by heart or tape it onto a cassette for yourself.”
“Sure, I’d love that,” Brian replied. “I just hope C.M. don’t find out I dedicated a song to me and him.”
“Yeah,” Melissa laughed. “I could just see the look on your face if he found out, then walked by singing it.”
“Not funny,” Brian mumbled. “Well, gotta go, so I’ll see you later.”
“Bye Lenni,” Melissa said.
“Bye Lis,” Brian replicated as he waved.
He turned and walked away with the CD in his hand and thought, Lenore’s got really cool friends. They help her out whenever she needs them, plus they hear songs and think of her. Now, that’s what I think is the coolest.
