We Will Never Forget
Hey, everyone! This was just something that I decided to write down in between the other two stories! I do not own anything but the plot.
As they stood in the cemetery, watching the casket being lowered to the ground, everyone remembered the woman who made their dreams possible. It was a sight to see them with their families, all watching a part of their life fall into the earth. They stood so tall, yet they were in pieces on the inside. The cemetery workers, though they had seen many funeral groups, had never seen a group of people so different at one person's burial.
When the casket was in the ground, Kelsi tapped her daughter's shoulder and said, "I think it's time that we go," turning to her husband she said, "This is too much for me to take." Her family nodded at the tear-stained face of their mother and wife. They went over to hug everyone else before leaving, then they got into their car and drove to the airport, headed for home, Charleston, South Carolina.
As the casket disappeared from her sight, Sharpay let one last tear slide down her cheek. Her husband, noticing this, took her hand and whispered, "It's going to be fine," in her ear. She choked back a fit of hysterics and nodded martially. They walked over to Ryan and said goodbye to his family. Then they walked to their limo to take them back to their home in Los Angeles, where they worked together to produce movies.
Ryan saw his sister and brother-in-law coming over to him, one strong and one weak and stumbling. He was shocked at how badly his sister had taken the death. His twins saw this too, and wondered why their aunt looked so pale. They asked their mother, "Mommy, why does Aunt Sharpay look so sad?" She shushed them quietly and guided them to the car while Ryan said goodbye to his sister. They had to get back to Fort Lauderdale soon.
Zeke looked on quietly from under a tree. He had not known her as well as some of his friends had, but, although she caused some controversy in high school, she had seemed a good person. He decided to leave with Jason to go back to Albuquerque. He didn't need to stay when some of his friends were in so much pain. "Jason, are you ready?"
"Yeah," Jason replied. He needed to get back home by tonight. He had to be here for the funeral to support his friends, but now they needed some time alone. He waved a silent goodbye to his friend.
Troy walked up to the casket with flowers and a note in his hands. He dropped the note down and put the flowers onto of it. He walked to his car and said, "Okay, let's go kids," to his family. His wife, however, noticed that his eyes were not as cheery as his voice.
Watching Troy leave his flowers, Taylor saw that he also left a note. After he left, she walked over to where he had left the flowers. She saw the note, and she carefully picked it up to read it.
We will never forget.
"Come on, Gabby, let's go get some coffee before we catch the flight back to Boston."
"Yeah, just let me say goodbye one last time."
"Okay, I'll wait for you in the car."
Gabriella nodded and walked over to the grave. She knelt down and put head in her hands. "I'll never forget everything you did for me…Ms. Darbus." With that, she dropped the sheet music for "Breaking Free" on the ground next to her flowers and walked to the car.
I hope you liked that. It was just and idea that came to me one day. Please review!
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