Im Coming Andy

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Hey Hey :) So, How are you ? Its been like a few days since i updated, yeah sorry for that . I've been VERY busy lately with dumb Biography's and projects , and test, and Quizzes and BL-EH :P

I'M SICK OF ALL OF IT.

So anyways do you guys know what a Private school is, right? Well I went to a school kinda like that and I'm really interested in joining , but then again I really don't want to leave all my friends. This could be a big step for me, its basically just a year of awesome classes. Say someone doesn't believe in what the schools are teaching these days, this is where we can focus on certain subjects. Examples are, Forensics , Graphic Designing , Construction , Robotics , Etc .

I'm kinda interested in Forensics and Graphic Designing, but then again I don't want to leave my friends, and also the school is a lot more hands on , I'm not sure about all this... and I wanted your opinion on whether or not I should go. I have this opportunity and then again , I don't know if I m ready to take this big leap. I was already excepted , but I have the choice to drop out or not. What should I do?!?!

well enough of my problems lets cut to the chase shall we?

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Song of the Chapter : ( We Came As Romans - Glad You Came ~ Punk Goes Pop 5 )

Btw, I love that song ^^

- Chapter 37 -

Recap:

"It's a song." he said.

A song? He wrote me a song?

He saw the confusion on my face and answered my obvious question.

"I wrote it for you." he whispered still smiling.

Oh my glob he wrote me a song.

He grabbed his guitar that was sitting on his bed and held it against his chest.

He wrote me a song! that's all I could think.

I beamed up at him as I watched him strum his guitar making a beautiful tune. I didn't even know he played guitar.. (PLAY THE SONG)

I closed my eyes as he started singing the words, " I open my lungs dear

I sing this song at funerals... no rush. These lyrics heard a thousand times, just plush. Baby boy you've held so tightly, This pain it visits almost nightly Missing hotel beds, I feel your touch.

I will await dear, a patience of eternity, my crush. A universal still. No rust.

No dust will ever grow on this frame, One million years, and I will say your name.

I love you more than I can ever scream, We booked our flight those years ago, I said, "I love you, " as I left you.

Regrets still haunt my hollow head, But I promised you I will see you again, again.

I sit here and smile dear. I smile because I think of you and I blush.

These bleeding hollow dials... this fuss. A fuss is made of miles and travels

When roadways are but stones and gravel. A bleeding heart can conquer every crush. We booked our flight those years ago. You said you loved me as you left me.

Regrets still haunt your saddened head, But I promised you that I will see you, We booked our flight those years ago

I said I loved you as I left you, Regret's no longer in my head, But I promised you and now I'm home again, again, again, I'm home again, again, again.