Chapter 4

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Scott
I can't sleep. What if he wasn't dead? Nah, it can't be a fact. I got a call from the hospital saying that he died. I must stop to think about that if I want to sleep. With a lot of difficulty, I finally go to sleep.
I wake up at the sound of Kevin's beatbox and Avi's bass. They're singing the chicken song (again) with Kirstie. What a lovely song to wake up at. As soon as we are ready, we go outside in our car to go to the auditions. There wasn't a lot of great voices today. But when I hear this one, even though he just said 'hey', I knew who it was. There is just one human on earth who say it this way. The one and Mitch Grassi. But he's dead... So Kevin, Kirstie, Avi and I turn to face this perfect person, who was standing in front of us. Mitch Grassi was in front of us.
-Hey, he says.

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