Chapter 5

I forced myself to move on. Jay killed himself for me-actually, he tried to save me and got killed. But I refuse to think about it. But I have to tell you the story:

The dinotopians were back, and I was pulling Jay on my shoulder. "Help!" I yelled, hoping some one would help me. "This boy is my-" I wanted to say friend, but this came out: "Boyfriend!" Everyone stared at me.

"Uh." That's all I could say.

"What are you all staring at? You know, boyfriend?! He's a boy and he's her friend!" someone yelled. Collin! Oh my lord, I thought. Collin? He knows I hate him! Oh of all the things I had done-

That just made me turn around and run. The people probably thought I cheated on them because Collin wast acting like he was my friend, let alone boyfriend.

Collin was chasing after me, and the whole crowd too. "Get away from me you pervert!" I screeched. I knew I was being mean, calling Collin pervert for no reason. I admit, he doesn't have a perverted mind-oh yeah, about a day ago-when he tried to pull me and Jay apart. Thanks to him I never got to kiss Jay goodbye.

"Wait, Hazel! Will you come to an interview about your affair with Jay Peterson? The newspaper is called the DinoNews Flash-"

"Shut up!" I screamed. "And it was not an affair, it was an everlasting romance!" (Sorry if I never mentioned Jay's last name). Before I could say more, I was swarmed in a crowd. A hand grabbed me. Well, actually Carl Jr.'s scaly arm. I dropped Jay as Carl Jr.'s strong force pulled me through the crowd.

"Let me go, you idiot!" I was shocked that I had just called Carl Jr., a strong animal who had saved me that. I grabbed the very weak Jay, and put his hand over my shoulder.

(A/N: I know she says really lame things when it really isn't the right time. That's why Hazel is such a lamo-)

"Hazel?" cried Jay. His weak voice cracked. "I just wanted you to know, I love you." His twitching arm stop moving. His head hung, and he fainted, right out of my grasp.

"Jay! Jay? JAY!" I screamed loudly, pulling away from the crowd. "You stupid people-I never want to rule you! Can't you just help me a little?!" I couldn't believe I had just said that to the whole Dinotopia. Everyone stopped moving. One woman fainted. But I didn't care. I just wanted to be a normal girl!

One young girl, about my age, stood up. "Hazel, you are right! We, Dinotopians, should help her. She is helping ruling us, and we should help her! My name is Lily Bryant- Who's with me?" the crowd cheered. Jay opened an eye. I knew he wasn't dead! I knew he had the strength!

He kissed me on the cheek, and that was it. He was dead. His head hung again, and I just thought he fainted.

"If you please," I began, taking my sweet time. "I must take him-" Everyone waved goodbye. Carl Jr., angry at me for calling him an idiot, ignored me.

Later that day, while Jay was in the hospital, I thought about him. I rememember when he kissed me. I was angry at him for that! Now life had gone wrong. Jay was in the hospital and Carl Jr. was mad at me. What was I going to do? I was bored and angry, so I figured I would go to the DinoHealth Hospital, where Jay was.

"Jay Peterson?" I asked the lady at the counter.

"Up the stairs, to the right, Room Ten," she reported.

"Okay," I said happily. I was planning at kissing Jay again, for the last time and telling him I loved him back.

I knocked on the Room Ten door.

"Shhh." Someone was cooing. The doctor came out, and it turned out he was telling me to be quiet!

"Hello, Miss Hazel. Do you need help finding someone?" asked the doctor. His name was Alex, for it was written on a tag on his shirt.

"Well, I am looking for Jay Peterson. The lady down stairs told me he would be here!"

"Miss. I am sorry. Jay is uh. dead." The words repeated in my mind for the next hour or so. My life was even worse now - Jay was dead, Carl Jr. was mad at me, and I am about to rule this place I don't even know about!

That was the story. I couldn't stop crying, and I really needed to see Jay, dead or not. The next day, I went to check the mail. The palace had a brass mailbox. The first letter there was titled to me. Here it is:

Miss Hazel Gold,

You are invited to Jay Peterson's funeral on Sunday, May 21, 1:00 P.M. If you cannot make it, phone Collin Peterson at: (495) 281-2346. Collin may be able to reschedule, if you cannot make the funeral that day. Thank you!

Sincerely, Collin Peterson

I started crying when I saw that. Collin knew I could make it. He probably just wanted me to know his phone number. I called him telling him that I could make it. After I told him, I hung up.

"Carl Jr.?" I called. "Where are you when I need you?" I needed to tell Carl Jr. because Mother had made him my messanger! Whatever I did I had to tell Carl Jr. so he would tell my parents.

No answer. "Carl?!"

"Jr.!" Carl Jr. called back. "Carl Jr.! It's called Carl Jr.!"

"What did you do now?" I asked angrily. "Why do you always play pranks on me?"

"Well." began Carl Jr. A loud roar filled the air.

"Flying dinosaurs!" I yelled, and ran outside. My arm automatically lifted up, and one of those huge things came towards me and stopped. I leapt up onto the flying dinosaur, and it took off.

"Agh!" I was yelling. "Carl Jr.! Help me!" Carl Jr. looked up. His eyes widened and he looked like he was about to faint. All of a sudden I felt good. I lifted my hands up and screamed, "I am free!"

I wonder where she wants me to go. The flying dinosaur was thinking. The crystal lit.

Take me to the forest.

You can hear me?

Of course I can!

Anyway. thanks for telling me where to go. You know, I am sorry about Jay-

How do you know, you're a dinosaur!

Well, we do pass messages and since you are a princess-Princess of Dinotopia, we know.

Well, Jay was my best friend, my alley, and maybe my boyfriend. I miss him a lot.

By the way, the name of our species is called Tyranidons. My name is Amy- Jo. I am very old and weak, but I can fly.

Thanks, gotta go! I told myself a few last words and jumped off the Tyranidon, even if we were in midair. I was going to kill myself so I could see Jay in heaven-

"Hazel?" A voice asked. It was Mother, and I was on a bed with a bandage on my head.

"Yes, Mother?" I answered. I opened my eyes, and I saw a blur of brown hair and a face above me. "I want to be dead so I may see Jay in heaven-I would like to see him again, you know."

"You will," answered Father. "At the funeral."