Epilouge: Hold this for me
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Disclaimer: I own nothing.
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A/N: Im so sad. But the first chapter of the sequel is done and will be up soon.
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Shane looked at Nate.
Nate was looking out the window.
Shane hated Nate.
Shane hated the rules.
Shane loved the yellow note book sitting in his lap.
He looked down at it and smiled a bit.
He flipped through the music filled pages.
And stopped at his letter.
And he read it over and over again.
Nate looked at him.
"You okay Shane?"
Shane had a happy puppy love look on his face.
"Im perfect."
Nate looked at him a bit weirded out.
"Okay...."
Shane sighed.
Then held out the note book to Nate.
"Take this and promise me. That the next person to ever hold this or look at this will be Mitchie Torres."
Nate looked at him quizzically and grabbed the notebook.
"Okay I guess I can promise you that."
Shane smiled a bit.
"Thanks. So much."
Nate smiled a bit.
"Your welcome."
And Nate kept that promise. He held it for Shane until the day he saw Mitchie Torres.
