Everybody put your hands together for…. Chapter 6! This is the longest I've gone (ever) in a fic. So there's a personal record. On a negative (personal) note, I broke down last week and, if I hadn't, I would've beaten my 30-day goal. A bit of a disappointment, I'll get over it though.

Moving on.

JamiesAngel12008- Thanks a lot. Nah, not to corny, I guess everybody gets like that sometimes.

Poppyseed- Thanks! I will definitely add something from Sean.

PsYcHoJo- I love Marco too! He's so... Marco. OK, ok, here's what you wanted. Just make sure you tell me if this is how you would've imagined it, or not, or whatever! There will be another chapter from everyone there, trust me.

OK everybody, make sure you review this. This is taking my VERY valuable time out of doing my book report (Eurgh. I hate my english teacher!) So tell me what you think, what you love, and, most importantly, rate the following from the one you would like to see most to the one you would like to see least.

Either-

Miss Suave Sean Ashley Paige Other- Manny, Emma, Craig, Dylan ect.

OK on with the chapter.

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Mrs. Kwan, you wanted me to tell you why I thought it was amusing when we had the moment of silence for the Nashes.

OK, so I wake up on Thursday morning, like normal. I have my pop tarts, like normal. I read the comics, like normal. But nothing could have surprised me more than to see The Vampire's picture on the front page of the news and my mom crying. God, she cries at everything. Apparently she killed herself. Ellie, I mean, not my mom. She drowned [herself] in her bathtub. So next thing you know, Paige is over and she looks like she's been crying. And we were never close to her.

I wouldn't consider this a major thing, something that people would be upset about. But seriously, who cares that much to devote a whole hour of my valuable gym class time to her? And all the girls and teachers were crying. Marco too. I'm biting my tongue to not cough, 'FAG', as I write this, cause Marco is such one.

Not that I dislike him for it, it just got a little creepy when he had that thing for me. And I'm like, not into him.

Paige cried too. We went to Ellie's funereal. It was long and kinda boring, and the most exciting part, seeing the corpse in the casket, was gone. It was closed.

I hate this bit about death, where you have to be sad. I remember when my great aunt died. Mom cried for ages. I hate when people leave. I hate thinking that Paige will be upset that I'm not upset about this.

That, instead of sports after school, we have to talk to somebody about how we feel. And I really don't care, you know? It's not like I was really close to her or anything. I don't want to cry. I don't want anyone to know I'm upset. But I'm not, so it doesn't matter anymore.

Well. That settles it then. I hate that upset but about death. And Ellie didn't mean a lot to me, so why pretend?

I hope this sort of helps you get into my brain and sort of, like, understand why I wasn't upset when everybody else was.

Spinner / Gavin