thirteen - bands

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( In a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night. )

H U N T E R

Somehow I find myself in the building everyone calls school.

I push through the crowd of students around the office to try and get another key for the locker room, I have lost mine. Why are all these kids here anyways? Shouldn't they be at they're lockers, or with they're friends? But why are they waiting outside the office.

When I break through the front of the crowd all eyes are on me, and the hallway goes silent. I turn around to try and see what they are looking at, it's a poster for some stupid band that's playing. I read the bands name. Lost.

The bands name is Lost. Clever? I think not. 

Now that the students have started to leave and aren't focused on me anymore I read the band members names from the poster.

Jack Gould, Terence Wield, Genet Flo and, MacKenzie Barrett.

Wait, MacKenzie Barrett? 

I shake my head and close my eyes, no it can't be him, he's dead.

My mind goes back to the time I went to this school with MacKenzie always by my side, kissing my cheek, holding my hand, trying to end my pain while I was trying to end his own. But then all the memories came crashing down when the plane crash happened.

I don't recall him ever being in a band though...

Must be someone else.

I walk into the office and get my key twirling it around my finger as I walk to my locker. I get my bag and head to my first class, gym.

A/N: Hello! Thought I'd update this now while I'm bored. But before you ask questions MacKenzie was her boyfriend, and he died in a plane crash, if that wasn't clear. Oh and sorry for all the short chapters lately, the next one (That I'm going to start writing in a few minutes) will be longer, hopefully. 

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