Living Life(A Magcon Fanfic)

The Funeral

I woke up and groaned. Mornings were not my favorite. I looked at my alarm clock, which read 10:00. I cursed loudly and jumped out of bed. The funeral was at 11 and I still haven't written a speech.  I took a 5 minute shower where I just washed my hair and body. Then I pulled on a black dress and sat down at my desk with a piece of paper.

  

     I never thought I would be standing here so soon in my life. Talking about a lost loved one. But my mother was more than that. She was a role model, an adviser and more. She was a fantastic mom who always knew what to do in the worst and best of situations. When I got the news, I was with my friends and I was honestly shocked speechless. But I cried and cried for hours, clinging to my friend.
      Losing someone is hard. It's like multiple punches to the stomach every time someone says their name. And I know that's what it'll feel like. Because my mother, Kelly Marie Conrad, is someone to take the punches and roll with them.
     She was wise, dedicated, perseverant, loving and most of all, amazing. She would always tell me "You can save people's lives but you can't save them from life." I guess life didn't want her to be with us.
     But I know that God has a plan for my beautiful mother who is probably looking down on us and smiling because we are doing what she wants us to do.
     She's not gone. Never. In our hearts and memory. Long live Kelly, my mom.

    It was short and I was lying through half of it. She wasn't dedicated, unless dedicated meant child labor. And she never said that to me. I got that from Melissa McCall from Teen Wolf, the mom everyone wishes they had. I would just act like I was choked up and really couldn't talk about it. Good thing I took acting lessons when I was younger.

I grabbed my heels and a sweater and ran to the bathroom. I carelessly straightened my hair and put on makeup. I brushed my teeth, the usual morning routine.
Then I ran downstairs and found my sister sitting at the table with a muffin. She looked shocked by my quick entrance. It was 10:35 and we had to leave by 10:45. I quickly grabbed a muffin too and sat down next to her.

"Did you have nice dreams about Shawny last night?" She asked. I rolled my eyes and took a bite of my food.
"No, actually." I told her. "Reminder, I'm only 16."

"Have you seen dad around?" She asked suddenly with confusion written all over her face.
"Uh, no. I thought he was in the shower." I said. "But I do need to talk to him, whoever initiates it first." I was talking about the whole Shawn kiss thing last night.

"Hey, after the funeral, do you think you could drive my to the Holiday Inn? I wanna go to the MAGCON with the boys." I asked her. I never missed an event.
"I want to come. To the event." She said. "I'll drive both of us." Tori had a little mischievous glint in her eye.

"Ooh, does somebody have a little crush?" I teased, glad to have that burden passed off of Shawn and I. She blushed and shook her head picking at her muffin.
       "They don't even know me. And I don't know them." She sighed. "It's not everyday that you get to meet your idols. I just want to spend time with them while they're here." She looked at me for a second. "It's like going to a concert. You're seeing your favorite musician and you're so excited. But afterwards, all you want is more, to meet them or talk to them." She said.

    "And I want to know who my little sister's spending time with." She poked my shoulder. "And they're really hot." She said honestly. I laughed and nodded.

    I love the relationship I have with my sister.

     With my dad nowhere to be seen, we drove to the funeral together. It was in this fancy church I've never been to.  Apparently, mom had gone here as a child.
       We took seats in the front row and there were not many people there. It was about to begin when I saw a group of boys walk into the church. "Shawn?" I whispered softly to myself and leaned forward in my seat to get a better look.
     I turned to my sister. "I'll be right back, just going to see someone." I said. She nodded and I very stealthily snuck over to where the boys were sitting. Cameron fidgeted in his suit.

   "What are you doing here?" I whispered harshly as I popped my head up in the seat next to Nash. He looked like he had a mini heart attack.
He gave a weird look. "We're here for the funeral." He said. I nodded.
"I didn't know Taylor could be calm." I noted. Nash nodded in agreement. "Okay, carry on." I slunk back to my seat next to my sister.

I grinned weakly at her and she returned it. "Do you happen to know how old Nash is?" She asked very nonchalantly. I smirked.
"Yeah. But why would I tell you?" I pried. She flushed the color of a tomato. Shawn hates tomatoes, my brain thought. I then told my brain to shut up.
"N-no reason." She stammered.

    "You like Nashy!" I squealed. She shushed me and looked around anxiously. "He's 17, by the way. Almost 18." I whispered just as they brought in the casket. I decided not to cry at this funeral because there was nothing to cry about. She was gone and maybe it's for the better. 
    Wow, I'm a terrible person. But nobody knew how abusive she could be except me.

    They funeral sped by and soon enough, I had to do my speech. I walked up to the podium and smoothed out the paper that I had written on this morning. My hands were slightly shaking. I scanned the crowd and found Shawn's eyes. He gave a slight smile and a little nod. I tried to return the nod as discretely as he did but failing. I let out a shaky breath and read.

A/N: yep. So, I'm going to do an "Ask the Characters". You guys can comment some questions you have for them and I'll respond! Comment away! Okay byeee🎅🏿(lol black Santa PaperTowns shoutout)

Allison

Shawn

Tori

Nash

Jack J

Jack G

Aaron

Carter

Taylor

Cameron

Hayes

Matt

Her dad

Bart

Me(the author)