A/N: Probabbly last update of the day but may do another one. Depends really...
But anyway, OPERATION PUMPKIN PATCH IS BACK IN ACTION.
Important: Best number to me is: 081108. Thats the date I met the person operation pumpkin patch revolves around. At a show, back stage :D
Was awsome. i'll tell you in the very last chapter if you want me to. But for now, Enjoy and review x
2 months later
Me and Michael had became really good friends. Although, every now and again we would be walking in town and see one of the many pictures from that time we went to Aflecks Palace and agreed to be 'Models' for some of their things. There was one which made me laugh though. It was one of Kirsty with thick eye liner and blue eye shadow holding a giant rubber duck, wearing a rubber duck t-shirt and a rubber duck shaped hat. Even Michael laughed.
3 months later
The funerals
America
Loads of people had died so we decided when the funerals should be for our friends. They had frozen the bodies so that they would still be in once piece when we received them for burial. Before Kirsty went stiff, they stitched her head up and covered some of the cuts from the wires.
It was the day of the funeral. There was only me, Tiffany, Michael and the dude that was burying the body's. Kirsty was lay in a purple coffin, covered in Jonas stickers. She was wearing her favourite Jonas Brother t-shirt and clutching her Jonas guitar pick. Emma was in a green coffin, wearing her red Merlin scarf and necklace. Hayley was in a Blue coffin with Take That photo's on the side. Hayley and Emma were berried next to each other at 2 o'clock. Kirsty was going to be berried at 3 o'clock, next to the Jonas Brothers. We were stood in the same building they had died in.
"So, 6 months today." A boy said to Tiff, she turned round to look at him properly. I looked away, not wanting to hear it all again. I turned back, he was crying again. I would never understand the powers of emotions, not anymore anyway. I gave them both a hug and walked out the door, into the fresh, American air. I didn't want to feel anymore. None of this affected me anymore. Nothing. Just a deep pain inside me, where emotions used to thrive. Hate, Happiness, Sadness, Guilt, Joy, Love. Nothing
