Chapter 170

Meanwhile with Shawn & Ashley in their kitchen:
Ashley: -Cooking for her and Shawn as he stands behind her-
Shawn: -Puts his hands on her legs smiling- Smells delicious.
Ashley: -Smiles as she feels his arms around her-
Shawn: -Kisses her neck and then smiling- Listen, I am going to sit down in the living room. Join me after?

Ashley: Sure. Oh, can you save the document I was working on? It is just some lyrics I was tinking about. I joted them down in a word document late last night.
Shawn: Sure. -Walks over to the couch and then logs on-
Ashley: -Looks at him and then smiles-

Shawn: -Reads them a bit-

Make it in America by Ashley Mendes

Got a one way ticket down a 2 way street

Got the wind in my hair and there’s dust on my feet

I’m just trying to make it in America

Only thing to my name is an old t-shirt

Faded 1985 from a Stones’ concert

And I’m dying to make it in America

And I’m singing the words to my favorite song

With the rag top down and my glasses on

And I’m driving straight through America

I wanna taste the sun

Cause baby I’m born to run

I got a feeling that I’m not the only one

I, I wanna show some skin

Yeah baby I need the ocean

And you can’t stop me now I’ve got my heart in motion

I want to make it in America

Make it in America

I can see my star sunset and vine

Gonna carve my name in the Hollywood sign

Yeah I gotta, gotta make it in America

See me wearin’ a smile, even if I’m broke

I’ll be singing the words from a song I wrote

And I called it Make It In America

I wanna taste the sun

Cause baby I’m born to run

I got a feeling that I’m not the only one

I, I wanna show some skin

Baby I need the ocean

And you can’t stop me now I’ve got my heart in motion

I wanna make it in America

Make it in America

I can feel the sweat dripping down my face

I can hear my heart as it starts to race

Yeah sometimes this world’s such a lonely place

If I just push on I know that

I wanna taste the sun

Cause baby I’m born to run

I got a feeling that I’m not the only one

I, I wanna show some skin

Baby I need the ocean

And you can’t stop me now I’ve got my heart in motion

I wanna make it in America

Make it in America

Note This was originally written by Victoria Justica for Victorious. I do not claim the rights, just using it for the story.