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S K Y L A R

(ChapterThirtyNine)

Song 1: Never Gonna Change by Broods

Song 2: Wild Ones by Bahari

Song 3: Talking Dreams by Echosmith

Song 4: Hold Back The River by James Bay

Tyler ran and hugged me, "We're having a girl...." He whispered into my ear, "Yea.... we are!" Tyler let go and ran up to the 3rd bedroom and I followed him only to see him staring at it.

He turned around me and smiled, "Wanna go get some things for this room?" "Yea..."

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We came back home with coral colored paint, some baby furniture, and toys. We laid a clear tarp on the ground and poured the paint in the little paint things and got to work.

After we painted the room with the solid color we got our other colors and filled water balloons with them and started throwing them at the wall. I have to say it looked really cool. Only one wall had the water balloon splatters on it.

"Tyler?" "Yes Skye?" "While this dries i'm going to head down to the studio and tell the band I can't be in it anymore... I mean with the baby on the way... it will just be too hard..." "Yea your right." He hugged me and then I left.

I drove down to the studio and saw Jess in the studio along with Logan and Justin, "Hey you guys!" They looked at me and then my stomach, "Skye.... are you pregnant?" I smiled and nodded, "Im so happy for you!" Jess yelled and hugged me, "Thank you Jess. So uhm I'm here to tell you guys I... uhm.... have to leave the band..." I looked at the group and they all frowned, "Why?" Logan asked, "Because I have the baby on the way and It would just be too hard.."

"Well could you at least record one last album with us?" Justin asked. I nodded, "Yea... Of course!" "Now Skye we are going to need some of your amazing songs for this new album..." Jess said, "Don't worry I've got some..."

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You're pushing down on my shoulders

And emptying my lungs

An in a moment I'm older

In a moment, you've won

And you escape me

Like it's nothing

Like words I never should have said

And the stress comes to the surface

But all of the heroes are dead

We're the wild ones

curious fools

trapped in flume

We're the wild ones

raised by the wolves

we howl to the moon

oooooooohh

oooooooohh

 We're talking dreams maybe

Let's run away to New York City

We're talking dreams baby

We'll cut the strings maybe

Through rose-colored lenses

Try not to forget it

We're talking dreams maybe

We're talking dreams baby, yeah

Hold back the river, let me look in your eyes

Hold back the river, so I

Can stop for a minute and see where you hide

Hold back the river, hold back

Hold oho, oho, oho, oho

Oho, oho, oho, oho

"One last album with the Fifth Avenue..." Jess said, "Yea..." We all hugged and looked back at the studio....

Its all for the better...