You stood in a black dress with black shoes. Everyone was wearing black. You stared at the casket that had the American Flag on it as it was being lowered.
You've lost two family members in less than a month. Your older brother and your father.
Harry stood next to you, his arm around your shoulder. Harry got to come home for this. Ashton was flying a jet when it crashed into the ocean. They found his body and tried to save him, but it was no use.
"Harry," you looked up at him, "Please don't die. I can't lose anyone else."
Harry looked down at you with sad eyes, "I promise."
"Promise promise?"
"I promise promise."
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The next week at school, you and Camila walked through the entrance. Camila and Lauren were the only ones who knew about your brother dying. Lauren didn't go to the funeral, nor did Camila. Only you, Harry and your Aunt went.
Your eyes had bags under them, due to lack of sleep. You couldn't sleep. Your brother died. And you couldn't get that through your head. You didn't want to believe it. I mean, who would? He was your best friend.
You, Harry and Ashton were outside. It was Harry vs Ashton. The two were both good at basketball, and you stood from the sideline.
"Go Ashton!" you shouted as he stole the ball from Harry.
"Hey! What about me?" Harry asked as he chased after Ashton.
"I'm here favorite brother," Ashton laughed, "You're like the side hoe."
You gasped, "Ashton! I'm telling mom that you cursed!"
"Ha!" Harry stole the ball from Ashton and shot it, it going through the hoop, "I win!"
You shut your locker and walked to the cafeteria. It was now lunch time. And you couldn't stop thinking about Ashton.
Ashton held you as you cried. Your tears were on his shirt, but Ashton didn't care. His little sister was crying.
"M-mom is g-g-"
"I know," Ashton cut you off, "Shh, I know." Harry went to get food, "But she's in a better place now. She's in heaven, safe and sound. And she'll be watching over us. She'll keep us safe. Everything will be alright. Because she's going to protect us."
Harry came back with food, handing it to the both of you. You took tiny bites, not having an appetite. If you didn't eat, Ashton would make you.
It was now last period, English. Everyone was in their groups.
"Class, there is only one more week till the project is due. Now, you will use creativity to design a timeline or something. You can make a movie, or a book to describe what you have learned from your classmates." Mr. Jefferson explained, "Like, what represents your partners the most? Music? Family? Just come up with something."
You sighed, putting your head in your hands. Lauren looked at you with concern. She placed her hand on your back, causing you tense up and scoot away. You didn't feel like being touched.
Lauren frowned.
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