Suddenly, the image of the greaser home was forever gone in the abyss that was Jimmy Hopkins' afterlife. The image now replacing it was a far more sorrowful sighting, indeed. Hundreds of mourning people....all people he knew....people he cherished.....people he loved.... They were all attending his funeral.

Russell was with Troy, A strapped up Pinky, Johnny, Peanut and Candy standing together......everyone. Even Peter Kowalski. But...he didn't look himself....he looked much older and wiser than before. Possibly because of the time skip that had taken James about eight years into the future.

Petey...?

Jimmy sprinted forward, reaching for his one true love. "PETE!! PETER!!!!! It's ME!!". As he finally reached him, he wrapped his arms as tightly as he could. Jimmy had to fight with every bit of his might not to cry; he had done enough of that already.

Even though Pete was much older now, Jimmy still knew deep down that he was the same Peter Kowalski he had fallen in love with so many years ago. Whenever they were still in Bullworth....whenever Jimmy was still alive. The only thing that hurt worse about Petey not realizing that a dead Jimmy Hopkins was holding him was the simple fact that thanks to his stupidity...he'd never get to hold Peter ever again. Never again would he be able to whisper his sweet nothings into the boy's ear and hear something in return.

He wouldn't be able to do ANYTHING ever again. He'd never get to hang out with Russell ever again, he couldn't talk to Pinky anymore, he'd never get to be there for Candy Vincent.....he couldn't tell Petey his "I love you"s ever again... Nothing. All thanks to his stupid ass idea of suicide.

As Jimmy held Petey, he couldn't help but notice something very strange. His mother was actually attending her son's funeral. Her, the hateful, gold digging little bitch of a mother.........was at his funeral. And she currently had the floor.

"He was my baby boy...my little angel....my precious gift from above....and now he's gone..". She choked on her sobs as she spoke these words miserably. Jimmy let go of Peter and walked over to his mother and gently caressed her cheek. He sighed.

"Mom.....You know I love you.....even if things went badly between us....it's great to know that you at least cared about me...and for that I thank you". He removed his hand from her face and the atmosphere grew darker quickly. "Serves that little bastard right. He wasn't worth my time anyway! Giving birth to him was the biggest waste of time in my whole god forsaken life!!". Jimmy's eyes were soaked, his face burned with rage and he bit his lip so hard that it possibly drew blood.

"You....you.....BITCH!!!". He charged at her and threw a fist at her face. Of course, she didn't feel it. But that didn't stop her son's rage.

"IS THAT ALL I AM TO YOU, MOM? JUST A BIG WASTE OF YOUR FUCKING TIME?! WAS I EVER ANYTHING TO YOU AT ALL, YOU HEARTLESS BITCH?! WELL FUCK YOU YOU DEADBEAT, SHITHEAD, CUNTFACED ASS!!!". His rage was so uncontrollable that the last part of his fit came out in loud screams as he tried to defy the laws of physics and attempted to tackle his mother and strangle her to death. But before he knew it, a hard slap rammed his face and he fell back onto the ground. He felt his face and, sure enough, a sticky note was attached.

He nearly crumbled the note detaching it from his red cheek. It read:

You asked for it, James.

Asked for WHAT? This was the only thought he could process before he saw the most frightening sight ever in front of him: Peter Kowalski was holding hands.....with Gary Smith.

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Slight cliffhanger....XD lol