Part 4

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*2 days later*

Reggie p.o.v.

R: "We're playing at a school dance? Sweet!"

L: "It's not exactly the Strip"

R: "And you're not exactly alive, so maybe you should be happy we have out first gig"

J: "I wasn't in love with the idea at first either, but it could be a great way for us to build a following, right?"

R: "Yeah, yeah. We need to play wherever we can, whenever we can"

L: "No, you're right. Let's rock those kids faces off and then play the clubs"

J: "And then record a single that gets a billion streams"

L: "I don't know what that is, but hopefully it gets us a manager and a tour"

J: "And then we release a bunch of hit albums"

R: "Put out a country album that does surprisingly well"

Both of them give me weird looks when a say that

R: "I shred on the banjo, so....."

J: "Then I'll learn how to fiddle"

L: "And before you know it, we're being inducted into the Rock'n roll Hall of Fame"

R: "But one of us isn't there. Because we had a blowout in 2032. My money is on Alex, he's just so sensitive"

L: "So what are we waiting for. Let's get rehearsing"

J: "Um....Where is Alex?"

I just smirk as a response

Alex p.o.v.

I went out to find Willie because I was  bored and he told me he wanted to go to a museum to watch the "art" but I didn't believe him, not even for a second.

A: " You know what? I don't think this is about the art. I think you just like breaking the rules"

W: "Maybe. You should try it sometime"

Ok, I'm dumb. I just realized what we're gonna do

A:"We're going in there, aren't we?"

Suddenly i felt butterflies running through my body as Willie held my hand and then we walked in

W: "Sick, right? And we have the whole place to ourselves"

Everything was so calm when we got here but now, as he skated away, my anxiety started to kick in and my mind is going like crazy at the thought of every possible outcome of today but I tried to shut it down and followed him 

W: "Oh, dude, get that bench over here, I'm gonna try and jump over it "

A: "Uh, yeah...I can't move that. I can barely move small things"

W: "Dude, trust me.If you focus on putting all your energy into your hands, you can move anything"

A: "Ok"

I tried, I really tried but my stupid hands just went through the stupid bench

A: "No, I guess I gotta start doing ghost push-ups"

W: "No, you just gotta focus"

A: "Yeah, I've always had a hard time focusing. I've always been a little anxious and then I died. Which did not calmed me down"

W: "Right, so...."

W: "Hey"

He put his hand in front of me waiting for me to put my hand on his.

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