Author's note:
Hey guys! This is my first Song-fic so it's not exactly the best. Check out TeddyBear98! And vote on the poll on my profile! Based on the song If I Die Young by The Band Perry and on my story, The Perfect Summer, or Not? You guys might want to read it before this. It would make a bit more sense. :P
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If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Kristy's death was announced yesterday. She had died from the bombing at the Seaford Hall. Everyone had survived but her, Kristy saved them all. Instead of blowing up the whole hall she changed the settings so it would only make a small explosion. It was small but not small enough. The bomb was going to kill her and she knew it, she was the closest to it. I walk up to Jack's room and see him singing softly to the last song she wrote.
Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colours
Oh, and life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby
He had taken the news badly. He was the closest to her though. Kristy was more than his best friend, she was like family. She was family to all of us. I silently sit next to Jack on his bed and put my arms around him. He pulls me closer and buries his face into my hair. I can feel him quietly sobbing.
"She's gone, Kim."
"I know." I hold him tighter. She was my best friend too. She was one of those people that could make you smile and laugh no matter what situation you were in, she would never let you down, she was always there for you. She would never give up.
The sharp knife of a short life
Well, I've had just enough time
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
We break apart slowly. Jack leans over his bed and pulls out a box. I glance at the little label on it. To Jack. He looks at me with his teary eyes.
"She told me to open it only when she was gone." I put my hand over his and smile at him reassuringly. He takes my hand and squeezes it. Jack pulls the box open.
It's filled with songs sheets and pictures. A small little pocket knife, probably the first one that she ever threw. And a beautiful necklace with a single pearl. He picks it up and looks at it. While lifting my hair up he delicately fastens the necklace around my neck.
The sharp knife of a short life
Well, I've had just enough time
"I'm supposed to give this necklace to the one I truly love." He lifts my chin and kisses me softly. "I love you Kim. Please stay." I kiss him back.
"I promise."
And I'll be wearing white when I come into your kingdom
I'm as green as the ring on my little cold finger
I've never known the loving of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand
Ten years later at Kristy's memorial, Jack and I are married. Both of us are twenty-six. It's been ten years since she left us. We miss her so much. I glance at Jack his eyes slightly red from crying, it's the only day he ever cries. I wrap my arms around him and hug his waist. He buries his face in my hair just like he did ten years ago.
There's a boy here in town, says he'll love me forever
Who would have thought forever could be severed by
The sharp knife of a short life
Well, I've had just enough time
I wrap my fingers around the pearl necklace and let out a small teary smile. Kristy was the best friend anyone could ever have. She helped the gang and kept us close together. Even that she's gone, the wasabi warriors still keep in contact for her sake. We make an effort because she made us promise that we would. I love being able to say that I'm still close with my best friends from middle school though we live so far apart.
So put on your best, boys, and I'll wear my pearls
What I never did is done
A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell 'em for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singing
Funny, when you're dead how people start listening
Milton and Julie stayed together and went to Harvard. Eddie became a famous cello player. Jerry is now a dancing legend married to the one and only Grace Bernhard. Rudy married Ms Applebaum and gave the dojo to Jack and I.
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
The ballad of a dove
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep 'em in your pocket
Save them for a time when you're really gonna need them, oh
I wear the necklace every day to remind myself how happy I am. I have everything that I could wish for thanks to Kristy and the gang. I only wish that she could come back and fill the empty spot she left in the Wasabi Warriors.
The sharp knife of a short life
Well, I've had just enough time
So put on your best, boys
And I'll wear my pearls
Author's note:
Sad I know. So how was it? Okay, so-so, total absolute rubbish? Review and tell me!