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Honoring Her:

On Saturday was Kendall's mother's funeral. Linnie had asked Kendall's friends and their families to come. She had grown close to Mrs. Buttowski and Mrs. Magnuson, due to her mother over the years, and knew she could use the support. As for Kendall, she knew she needed to be supported by her friends the most on this sorrow filled day. Kendall had taken their mother's death the hardest. The church where their mother went, held the service. Kendall and Linnie sat in a family section, whereas others sat within the rows given. Kendall's friends were within the first two rows, along with their families. The pastor came forward to the podium, their mother's casket to his left and near the grand piano the church had. Once everyone was seated, he began the service.

"Welcome all. As you know, today we are here for a special reason. But it is not to mourn the loss of someone so remarkable, but to celebrate and relive all the memories she brought to our lives. Heather Noreen Perkins was a friend, a Christian, a role model, a wife, and a mother. She had a love for music and for modeling the newest fashion trends." He smiled speaking loud, yet softly. The people laughed a bit at that. "But most of all, she had a love for family and for God. I find it an honor to have known and been able to work with her…. And now I will give the floor to her elder daughter, Linnie." The pastor moved his arm towards her. She smiled and walked up to the podium, with a paper in hand.

"Thank you." She hugged him and stood in front of everyone. "First I would like to thank you all for being here. My mother had a lot of friends and people who cared about her. And you being here shows that." Linnie began, a tear coming down her cheek. "I'm not going to lie…. I didn't know what I was going to say today…it seems my family," She glanced at Kendall, who was looking down the whole time, then looked back at the audience, "has been through a lot…and…my mother being gone…was never something I thought could happen. You see my mom was so strong. Her spirit never dampened and she always put a smile on your face." A few more tears ran down. "She was someone I always dreamed of being ….. I remember when I was younger and to put me to sleep, she would play the most beautiful song on her violin, or tell me stories of when she went to Paris or London. I always dreamt of going with her to fashion week." Linnie giggled, as did the audience. "I got to go a few times. I got to see how beautiful she was… but to be honest, she was always beautiful to me…. Missing her, is putting it very lightly. My mom and I were close… and …she was my world… or she would say, we were hers…." More tears started to fall. "But my mom…I …I can hear her saying not to be sad she's gone… but to be happy she is with the Lord. That I will see here again, and to spread God's love and salvation… and not sadness over her death." She wiped her tears. "My mom was very faithful and strong. And even though I am happy she is with the Lord, I can't help but still wish for her to be here and giving me one last hug, or I love you." The pastor gave her some tissues. She nodded her thanks. "My mom will never be forgotten, in our hearts, our minds, and the strength she gave. I just hope she knows how much I love and miss her." Linnie walked away to sit next to Kendall, wiping away her tears. The pastor wiped away some of his own.

"A beautiful speech from Linnie, Heather's daughter. Your mother will be terribly missed and her spirit will forever be in our hearts." The pastor spoke. "Now I will ask if anyone has anything they like to share, please feel free to come forward." He offered the audience a chance to speak. Honey Buttowski stood up and went up. He nodded and gave the podium to her.

"My name is Honey Buttowski and I have known Heather since high school. She was an amazing friend and always someone to look up to." Honey began, her voice soft and sweet, yet loud enough for everyone to hear. "She was always there when you needed her and the one person who would keep your darkest secrets. She was strong, spirited, caring, and a true friend. In high school Heather, Helga, and I were referred to as the triple H's for honesty, humor, and hotness." Honey laughed, as did everyone else. "We were amazing friends, and I will forever miss her…." Honey got some tears in her eyes. "She taught me to believe in myself and my dreams. And I saw her chase and make hers come true…Heather…know you're missed dearly and were always a true friend… You were like my sister… I will love and miss you…" Honey was given a tissue when she finished her speech. Helga hugged her, as did her husband, when she sat down.

"What beautiful words…" The pastor complimented. "Is there anyone else, who would like to speak?" He asked. Nobody else came up. "Then I will continue with some of Heather's favorite Bible verses…" The pastor continued the service reading off beautiful Bible verses for the occasion that Kendall's mom loved to say and use. It got towards the end of the service. "I will now ask for a moment of silence as we honor Heather's life." He asked, looking down, saying a little prayer. "Dear Lord, we ask you to welcome Heather with a huge hug from all of us and tell her she is dearly missed. We ask that you watch over us as you always do and keep Heather's friends and family comforted in this hard time because they need to feel your love, along with hers. We also ask that you guide our lives like you always do and keep us safe in your precious hands. In your son's precious name, Jesus. Amen." He finished the prayer.

"Amen." Everyone repeated. Kendall looked up for the first time and stood up walking over to the pastor whispering something in his ear. He smiled and nodded. She walked over to the piano.

"To finish the service, we will have Kendall play one final song that her mom loved." The pastor sat down. Kendall looked at the violinist who came up and nodded. She began to play the beginning of You Raise Me Up. She played and then surprised everyone as she sang into the mic. Her voice was beautiful and soothing. The original pianist got the choir and conducted when it came to their part to sing with her. Everyone was so moved by the performance as she played and sang. She finished the song just as beautifully, leaving everyone to applaud. Tears fell down her cheeks as she let out a sigh. 'I love you mom, I hope you can forgive me… and are proud of who I am….' She thought. Linnie walked quickly over to her, hugging her tightly, once Kendall got up. The pastor went back to the podium. "Let us now conclude by laying Heather to her resting place." The pallbearers: Kick, Harold, Gunther, Magnus, Eli, and Dante grabbed the casket and helped lead it to the grave site. The pastor stood before the casket as people placed roses on it. "John II: 25-26 says 'Jesus said to her, I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies, and who ever lives and believes in me will never die.' Heather will forever be alive with the Lord and in our hearts… may she be smiling down upon this day and those she loves and cares about." The pastor finished. The people said their final goodbyes, leaving notes with the flowers on the casket, as it waited there to be lowered into ground. Most left but Honey and Helga's family, even Jackie stayed behind. Kick, Brianna, Jackie, and Gunther watched as Kendall continued to break, her sister holding her. The pastor was talking to them, along with a man in a lawyer looking suit. Harold and Magnus held their wives, as they too, were devastated for losing a dear friend. The day was grim and as the clouds started to get darker, is when it started to sprinkle. That day, as everyone went home, there were no smiling faces and all of Kendall's friends couldn't help but wonder how she was, or if she would ever be okay.

To be continued…

I'm so sorry to get deep on you guys, but it's getting real in this story…I'm so sorry.

Anyway there was a few things I wished to say about the series since some people have been asking things and wanting to know things.

First Debbie for those who asked, actually is in the show, she's just nameless…. She's the black haired girl that is in Mellowbrook drift, she's next to Ronaldo, I have only made her a little different, but she is based off that character- as an older version.

This story is completely original, and I will say this I have been writing it since like my senior year in high school, so for a few years now.

A few of the OC's on here are based off some of the shows characters that were just there and said nothing.

Also, this is more of an update rather, there is going to be music lyrics used top which at the end I will give the song and artist, but it just I'm using music because one when I first imagined this part there was music for some strange reason, they my life happened, and music really helped me. So please forgive the music thing, it just is life for me and really helped.

Anyway I think that's it, the song used today was the version by the Celtic Women, You Raise Me Up. Thank you for reading and I hoped you enjoyed and I plan to upload more! Thank you! Please review and such!

Happy Belated 4th of July!