The Funeral.

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Today is the day of Trevor's funeral. I never thought this would happen. I let all my tears out last night with the crew. It was horrible.

I hopped in the shower, curled my hair a little bit, put on a little make up, and I put on strapless black dress, a gray sweater to go with, and a pair of plain black heels.

I went out to the main part of the room. I sat on the couch and waited for the others. Everyone looked really nice.

We made our way to the limo. We got to go in a limo because we were his closet friends.

When we got to our church and we all chatted for awhile. I excused myself to go to the restroom and on my way I saw Toby.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I wanted to come"

"But why?"

"So I could see you"

"I have a boyfriend sorry"

"I don't care. We can't be friends?"

"Listen I don't even know you!"

"So?"

"Look you scare me"

"Why?"

"You just do. Look we will talk later"

"Bye"

I walked away. I can't believe he came. He's probably just like George. I walked to the restroom. I didn't have to go I just needed to check my makeup.

As I walked in I made my way to the mirror. Someone spray painted

'These problems will never leave -A'

I quickly walked back to the room and I brought Eleanor to the restroom to see it but when we got there it was gone.

"El it was here someone spray painted 'These problems will never leave -A' I promise"

"I believe you"

Then we heard whispers from the speaker saying 'A' over and over again.

We both ran out and we ran back to the room and it was just starting to begin. I couldn't up there and speak I just would bust out crying.

After it we all went back to the hotel. Very very stressful day.

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