4 YEARS LATER.

It had been four years since Gil had been shot and killed. The weather was in the high 90s in Macon. Clementine (who was now 19 and graduated a month ago) was getting dress to head to the mall with Duck and Gabe. She put a shirt a white T-shirt that had Gil on it has a memento. She wore skinny cut jeans that made her butt stand out, she slipped on a pair of flat sandals. She kissed Lee goodbye, as she walked down to Gabe's house. She knocked on the door as he opened it and hugged her. He led her into his house as she looked at a picture. It was when Gabe, Duck and Gil had won the state championship. Gabe had a tired smile on his face as he has his head rested on the same trophy that Duck's head was rested on. Gil had his head sideways on the top of it as he had a tired look, that was similar to the one Gabe and Duck's face. She really missed Gil. His parents moved to a diffrent house since. Clem and Gabe kissed each other awhile. He grabbed ahold of her ass, and squeezed, he slapped it as it jiggled due to the fatness. Gabe had a nike on along with shorts and slides with socks. "Todays Gil's birthday..." She said tears welted in her eyes. Gabe (who now stood 6'0" 2 inches shorter than Duck) wiped the tears from her eyes. "I know..." he cooed. They walked out the house. They walked down to the pharmacy where Duck was sitting. Duck had gotten up and walked away with them. Duck had looked a little similar to Gabe. He had a tank top that showed every body muscle. His arm muscle stood out as he had put gel in his slicked back hair. "Happy Birthday Gil." He said looking up to the sky. "Happy Birthday Gil..." They all said as if they echoed off of what Duck said. Smirking, he pulled out a Kool-Aid sugar pack. "Oh dear fucking god no." Clementine complained laughing her ass off. Outta no-where Gabe had slapped Clem's ass. She gasped as she laughed and hit Gabe in the shoulder playfully. They had arrived at the mall. Girls had already start to talk to Duck.

They had walked over to the food court. "Gabe, dude why the hell do you have a fuckin' beanie on in July?" Duck asked confused. Gabe frowned and responded; "People wear beanies in July!" He defended himself. "Yeah, in Alaska!" Duck spat back. "I always knew something was wrong with you!" Duck insulted. "Says the asshole!" Gabe counterned. "At least I don't look like a fuckin' eskimo in the summer time, you live in a damn igloo, don't you?" He asked making root beer come from Clementine's nose. "Says the jackass who eats Kool-Aid sugar." Gabe clashed making Clementine laugh. "At least I don't have a couple of damn fish eggs in my pants." Duck said out loud making everyone laugh in the area for a good 10 seconds. "At least I don't look like Perry The Platypus!" Gabe insulted, making everyone cackle as the crowd crowed around them, some even taking videos. "Dude, I never knew iguanas could talk!" Duck's eye widened as he gasped. Everyone was cracking up now. "I wouldn't talk Wile. E. Coyote!" Gabe spat back. Everyone laughed at this joked. More people crowded around them, even people from the high floors watched. "Dude, your built like the daddy from Courage The Cowardly Dog, Eustice looking ass!" Duck replied. This joke made everyone and I mean EVERYONE laugh, from the lowest floor, to the highest floor saud waves of laughter kn the air for a good 5 minutes, including Clem.

Lee was now 48, his beard had grew back, a breaking news report, that chinese actor, Jackie Chan, has died at the age of 78. Lee wore an eye patch around his left eye, which was permanent damage and looked the same from 4 years ago. He unlocked his phone messages and laughed at the one Duck had sent him. "Mr. Everett, dude do you have any Kool-Aid sugar packets?" It read. He replied: "Nah we're out, sorry." He messaged back before putting his phone down and stroking his beard. He put his head backback and rubbed his socks aganist the carpet floor. He turned off the T.V and layed a loaded gun unded the cushion. He closed his eyes as he drifted away from reality and into DreamWorld.

Gabe looked at a pair of Nike's as he strokes his chin. "Dude, those are like $95." Duck reminded him. "I know asshole!" Gabe scolded back. "You're broke as shit." Duck reassured making Clem laugh.

Lee awoke to a phone call. He put his eye patch on and answered. "Hello?" He answered in a in a tired voice. "Hey man." Brad replied. "I just broke up with Jane, man." Brad sounded a little depressed. "Jesus..." Lee said getting up and got a soda outta of a square container in his wall that opens on his sense and voice. "Shit, I know how you feel man..." He inquired dropping his head and sighing.

Becca looked at a picture of her and Gil. He had a black fitted t-shirt on, with ripped jeans and white Air-Forces. She had wore his white hoodie as it nearly pasted her knees, she had on tight pants and tennis shoes. She shedded a single tear as it dropped on the picture. She started to quietly cry, then cried, the sobbed. She couldn't take it anymore, she had to let it all out. Tear after tear, became like bullet casings dropping from the gun. She grabbed tissues and blew her nose into them. The news came in after the commercial break and what came on next broke her.

"This is the 4- year anniversary of the shooting of Gilbert Parsons. 16yr pld Parsons, was shot and killed on his birthday hanging out with his friends People around Macon, Georgia, are paying respects, by going to the sidewalk where he was shot, one of his friends even carved his name in the concrete, where he's parents and Gilbert lived." The camrea man showed a sidewalk where in big and clear words read; "ON JUNE 20th, GILBERT (GIL) JEREMIAH PARSONS, WAS SHOT AND KILLED. WE DON'T KNOW WHO IT WAS, BUT WE'LL MISS YOU. RIP. 6/20/00- 6/20/17"

Clem, Duck and Gabe walked along the sidewalk with flowers as they approached his tombstone. "HERE LIES GILBERT PARSONS." It was covered in flowers and a basketball and baseball, along with a football rested on infront of flowers along with that had "Gilbert" written on it. A stuffed bear was was placed in-between a couple of flowers. Clem placed the flowers down and sobbed looking away. Gil had been buried with his football jeresy, baseball jeresy and basketball jeresy. They all stood there for about 10 minutes. "We miss you Gil, I hope you do too." Clem said tears running down her cheeks. They turned around and glanced at his tombstone and walked away as it started to rain.