"Farewell dear Lost Boy."
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The blue room where I died in, that was covered in band posters, was once again just blue. The white dressers were empty. The bags and boxes that had rolled into the house not long ago, stood by the door. Each bed was neatly made, for once. The boys slumping at the door, tears in the corners of their eyes.
"I left the gaming counsel for you, we have one on the tour bus." Michael sniffs, digging his toes into the floor. "Just don't get too good at Black Ops."
"Thank you, I won't." I hug him tightly, burying my face into his neck.
"Wen, this is a new pack of pencils, your other one us just a stub now." Calum hands me a package tied with a a little bow. I take the package into my hand, smiling and hugging the raven haired boy.
"I've already read this book twice so I believe you would find it most useful." Luke hands me a brown booklet, the bind is torn up and the cover is tattered."it's the book I found the method to free you from the house." Luke explains when I glance at him with a puzzled look. I nod, tucking the book under my arm.
Lastly, I turn to the curled haired lost boy. His waves were not held back by a bandana, but her maroon sweater was back around his torso. His black lines glasses sat on his nose. Ashton was absolutely adorable the way he stood at the front door.
"I guess this is farewell for now." He shrugs, dimples showing clearly. None of the others boys had found out that Ashton and I had a special connection that I did not have with anyone else. If they had known, my lips would be pressed to the boy in front of me, but they did not know.
"Farewell dear Lost Boy." I blush as I embrace the dirty blonde. His hug was warm and tingly. I was a minty chill and he was a strong fire. My lips brush his cheek as we pull apart. His mouth hits my hear.
"I love you, Lost Girl." The words run through my dead veins, almost making me feel alive again.
"As do I to you." Sniffles ran throughout the room as the car horn honked for the boys to leave the house. I can not leave the house for the driver is unknown and Ms. Patty stands waiting outside for the keys.
The door clicks shut and the sound of tired fade out. Now the house is quiet. The stillness is unpleasant. I hoped to meet the lost kids of Australia again in the near future as they promised.
(Part 1 is done!!!! Part 2 of lost kids is in action! It's not over just yet! The huge twist is comingggggg!
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Lost Kids (a.i.)
Fanfiction"Wow! How did you do that!" The blond jumps. I still haven't learned his name. "I'm dead. I don't go by the rules of life, because I am not living life." - All copyright belongs to me. No taking ideas, characters, or plot of story.
