Lincoln was in his room, he looked over at his clock it read "12:23". He couldn't sleep he was thinking, thinking about life and what he was going to do with his. He was currently failing in school. He knew why he hated the fact that he had to go to school and had to then go to work the rest of his life. He wanted to have fun. He didn't want to be trapped by society. He didn't want to follow the rules of them. Like you must get a job and bring in a good income, if not you would be seen by an outcast and be chewed up and spit out. Then he remembered his escape from it all, no it wasn't drugs or alcohol. It was music, when he was playing with his sister, Luan It's like there was no outside world, It was his escape from it all.

Lincoln now smiling closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.

The next day Lincoln awoke. Frowning he's going back to the hell he calls school. It was his first day of second year of middle school. He used to be popular last year but all of his friends had seen his change when he realized society was evil. They had also changed they wanted to hang out with the cool kids. He just seen it as how society affected people. Even Clyde changed.

When Lincoln got home he rushed to his room. He threw his bookbag on his bed. He had homework but he wasn't going to do it. He grabbed his guitar and ran to Lunas room were he plugged it in the amplifier. When Luna got home she went into her room and they started working on some songs together.

As the years went by he got older and better. He started working at a club with his sister, he was only 17 but he could play better than most 27-year old's. Him and Luna would always draw a crowd and they were getting ok pay for it but Lincoln didn't care about the money, he was happy that he was playing. He was the happiest he had ever been in his life scenes he dropped out of high school. The people would cheer him and Luna and have drinks. Even though Lincoln wasn't old enough to drink the manager would still offer him drinks because he loved him so much.

One night while he was playing he noticed someone, it wasn't some drunk waring sweatpants and a old T-shirt. He was a tall man in a long black shirt with a vest over it. And silk pants. It caught Lincolns eye but he thought nothing of it. But when the night was over he walked out and the man was there. He came up to Lincoln and Luna saying.

"I have a proposal for you two. I'm from Hit Records and When I seen your work I was amazed. I would like you to in my office tomorrow morning to discuss the details.

The man then handed them a business card. The loud siblings then rejoiced. This was Lincolns chance to not get a day job.

The next day Lincoln got up early. His clock read "6:00". He awoke Luna and Then they drove to the studio which was down town. It was a huge building made of concrete every Flore had giant windows on it. At the very top there was a giant illuminated sign saying "HIT records". When they walked in they were greeted by someone. At a desk, she greeted them with.

"name please."

The loud siblings gave them their names and she replayed.

"we'll be right with you"

After ten minutes, they were called to Flore 24. When they walked into the office. It was huge the man who they had seen was sitting next to a man. Who was fat like a plum and was wearing a suit. The man they seen last night said

"Fellas, this is my Boss. Take a seat"

They took A seat and the man's boss handed them a contract. It said that they would pay for stadiums, copyright and Tec and more. If they played and brought in the money. They didn't see anything wrong with it and they gladly signed it.

The next few years they released two albums and had been on tour 4 times. Luna would play whatever insterments was required for the song sense she was gifted at them. But Lincoln would always play guitar, he loved it. Everybody knew them they were a hit. one day after a show Luna said she wasn't feeling good. Lincoln sat down beside her and said.

"tell me your symptoms."

For a rock star he was quite caring. She said her head ached everything was blurry and everything she heard sounded like it was through a brick wall. Lincoln knew what thus meant, she was going to pass out. She did but she awoke, they were still on the road to their next stop on tour.

But over the days she didn't get stronger she got weaker. Lincoln knew she was suffering. But she kept saying she was fine but he knew she wasn't. So they went to the hospital for a checkup the doctors immediately rushed her to the emergency room. Right away they said she was too weak to play. But they were going to run test to see what the cause was.

Hit studios would pay for the whole thing. They weren't going to lose the two who brought in the money. They probley didn't even know their names all they cared about was money.

The tour would still happen though if she got better. They probley just wouldn't play at their next scheduled concert. Lincoln was still worried, he even would drink. He knew he told Luna he wouldn't in fear he might get addicted, and not be able to play. He needed something to ease the pain. But he wasn't going to get into drugs.

But over time Luna got worse. She looked like she hadn't eaten in a month. The doctors didn't even know what it was. They detained her in fear that it might spread. There were no reported cases of the symptoms anywhere but they were still researching a cure. He wasn't even aloud to see her. Now he was getting drunk more. The studio was even getting mad about it. If she was gone all he would be was a guitar player and nobody wanted to see just a guitar player. He didn't have any other skills.

One moreing he got a call. It was from the hospital. The exact words were.

"were sorry Lincoln loud, Luna Loud has passed at exactly 4:20 AM"

Lincoln had no words he dropped the phone and passed out.