Matt drove down the street, glancing at every house number, trying to find Victoria's. He finally did, and pulled in front of it. It was a very house.

She didn't tell me she was rich, he thought to himself, as he climbed out of his car. Matt was only fifteen, with only a restricted liscense, but he was a careful driver, and he had never gotten a ticket or anything.

He nervously rang the doorbell, and waited until Victoria opened the door. She truly looked beautiful, even more than the first day that she had seen her.

"Hi," she greeted him, with a huge smile on her face. "You clean up nice, Mcguire."

"You look beautiful," he replied, still in awe of her.

She blushed, and looked down at her feet.

Matt smiled at his beautiful date, and led her to his car.

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I looked at Victoria, whose face was glowing in the candlelight of the restaurant.

"So, you play soccer, right?" she asked.

Wait. I had never told her that, so how would she know?

"How did you know that?"

Victoria smiled, as she knew something that I did not.

"I used to go to Santo Domingo High School, and..."

"Hey, we played them for the soccer state championships!" I cut in.

"Yeah, I knew I recognized when I met you, because I was at that game."

"Cheering?" I asked.

"No, my twin brother played on the team. Or actually, he was a bench warmer, but still..."

"You have a twin?"

"Yeah."

"Is he playing on the team this next year?" I asked.

Victoria sighed, and looked down.

"No...He was diagnosed with leukemia in fifth grade, and it was in remission until a month ago. We moved here so he could get better treatment."

"I am so sorry," I replied.

"I still am hoping that he will get better. I don't know what I will do if I lose him. We are super close."

"I hope he will too."

Victoria looked up again.

"He was so excited when I said that I was going on a date with you. You made the winning goal, and you were so awesome in that game. Are you playing again this year?"

I frowned.

"No. It is really complicated."

"You have to play. There is no way you can't."

"I just can't bring myself to do it since Lizzie is gone. You know, about a couple of years ago, my parents started to drift apart, and they did not want to be together, so they stopped coming altogether. Every soccer game, I would look up in the stands, you know, to see if any of my parents were there, but they would not be. But, without fail, Lizzie would be there. Sometimes she would even bring her own cheering section of her friends," I replied, in a single breath.

"Wow. How...are your parents doing?"

I took a deep breath, hoping that I would not start crying right there.

"My dad left my mom. Everyone thought it was a surprise that he did, but they did not know what was happening inside of our house, like Lizzie and I did."

Victoria looked like she was going to cry herself.

"And my mom takes to her bed, not doing anything. I take her to a therapist every week, but she is not getting better. But enough about my problems. I want to meet your brother."

Victoria eyes brightened, and she smiled.

"What about the movie?"

I smiled.

"I want to meet your brother."

"Okay."

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I watched the TV with the utmost amount of suspense. Matt and Victoria walked up to the room of her twin, and he was lying in his bed, trying to twirl a soccer ball on his finger.

"Donovan? There is someone here to see you."

Donovan managed a weak smile.

"Hey there. Weren't you on the Hillridge High School soccer team?"

Matt looked down at his feet.

"I was, but I'm not playing this year."

Seeing the hurt face of Donovan, and hearing Matt actually mutter those words, sent me into tears. I touched his face on the TV, and started to sob.

For Matt. Victoria. Mom, Miranda, and Gordo.

Donovan came back on the screen, frowning at my brother.

"You need to play Matt," I said aloud, in unison with Donovan. I soon found myself laying in Donovan's bed, looking up at Matt.

I looked around at my surroundings, and I was still confused.

"I'm sorry, Donovan. I really can't."

"No, you really have to. It is what your sister would want," I found myself saying to my brother.

Matt looked at me, or should I say Donovan, with confused eyes.

"Did you know Lizzie?" he asked, very perplexed.

I found myself stammering for an excuse.

"Sitting...in this room all day, I read the newspaper...a lot, and I saw...never mind," I replied.

Even Victoria looked at me, perplexed.

"Donovan, are you feeling alright?" she joked, feeling my forehead.

I laughed along with the couple nervously.

"So, about soccer...you are the same age as me, and you were the star of your team, and I was the benchwarmer. You have true talent."

Matt blushed slightly, and smiled.

"Thanks. I just don't know."

Victoria spoke up.

"See, Donovan thinks you should play next year too," she said, clasping Matt's hand.

"Yeah, Matt. You are a great soccer player, and not going out for the team would be a waste of your talent."

Victoria squeezed Matt's hand in agreement. Matt thought about it, and came up with a decision.

"Okay, I will."

Victoria threw her arms around him, and kissed him on the cheek. My brother truly looked happy with his new girlfriend, and as the thought passed over my mind, I found myself in front of the Tv again, like nothing had ever happened.

"was that a dream?" I asked myself.

"No, Lizzie, you don't dream in heaven."

I turned around to find Lauren watching me. She was sitting on the floor by my door.

"What was that, Lauren?"

Lauren smiled.

"You have the makings of a true guardian angel, Lizzie. Only an angel could have concentrated so hard that she ended up talking to someone on Earth."

"What...I have had this all along?"

"Yep. The first time I found out, I talked to my sister before she went onstage, in the body of a castmate."

"Oh my gosh...so I am an angel?"

"Pretty much."

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"Bye, Victoria," Matt managed to say, as he pulled away from their kiss.

"Bye."

With a huge smile, Matt shut the door and walked towards his car parked outside in front. He climbed in and looked back at the window to see Victoria watching him from inside.

She waved slowly, and he waved back.

As he drove away, Matt could not help but to think,

I am the luckiest boy on Earth.

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Still high on emotions from the first date, Matt helped Victoria to make it through her first day of school. They had something special that could not be broken by their classmates.

"So, I have Honors Chemistry, right now. I have to go find it, so I don't show up late again. Meet you for study hall sixth hour?"

Matt gazed into Victoria's eyes, in a trance almost.

"Hello? Earth to Mcguire?" she said, waving her hand in front of his face.

"Yeah, I will come to the chemistry room," he replied.

"Ciao, Matt," she said, as she departed. Matt stood up, gave her a quick kiss on the lips, and she rushed off to one of their only classes where they were not together.

Matt sat down at his table to find all of his friends staring at him. They had been watching the whole thing.

"Nice job, Matt!" his friend Oscar said, giving him a high five. "How is she in the...you know...department?"

Matt was irritated by his comment.

"It's not about that, Oscar."

"Oh, c'mon, Mcguire. That is all you are about. Besides, little Vicky there is a hot-tie," another one of his soccer buddies said.

"She is different from most girls here. Victoria is special."

Matt's friends all exchanged glances, and burst into laughter.

"Matty is in L-U-V!"

Matt rolled his eyes.

"Be quiet. You're just jealous that I actually have a girlfriend, and not another bed mate."

Matt threw his stuff into his backpack, and got up, astounding his friends. Lunch was almost over anyways, and there was someone he needed to talk to.

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"Mr. Watson, I decided I am going out for the team again next year," Matt said to the soccer coach, as he walked into his office.

Mr. Watson, who was also the assistant principal, looked up from his papers.

"I can't believe you changed your mind, Matt. You were pretty determined that you were quitting."

Matt smiled.

"Someone told me that I was wasting my talent by not trying out, and it made sense to me for the first time."

"I saw your little girlfriend and you. Did she tell you? Because I have told you that dozens of times, and you didn't listen," Mr. Watson joked.

"No. It was her brother," Matt joked back.

"Well, it's good to have you back from the dark side. Good luck," he said, "And go to class."

Matt picked up his stuff, and rushed to the chemistry room to meet Victoria.

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"Are you sure it's okay if I come over?"

Matt led Victoria into his house.

"My mom won't care. MOM?!"

There was no answer, the house was silent.

"She must be sleeping."

Victoria slipped off her shoes, and laid her stuff by the door. Matt led her up to his room.

"Sorry if it's a mess," he said, opening the door.

The two entered the room, and Victoria sat on his bed, beside his guitar.

"Do you play?" she asked, pointing to his guitar.

"A little. I kind of tried to teach myself."

Victoria smiled.

"Musical and sensitive. Let's hear something."

Matt blushed.

"Nah. Let's work on our homework," he said, getting his book out of his backpack.

Victoria did not move, or go get her stuff.

"I want to hear you play," she pressed, and Matt could not help but agree.

"Okay. You should know this one," he said, pulling his guitar out of the case.

"There are places I'll remember. All my life, though some have changed.

Some forever, not for better. Some have gone and some remain. All these places have their moments, With lovers, and friends I still can recall. Some are dead, and some are living. In my life, I've loved them all," Matt sang, and as she finished, Victoria eagerly clapped.

"That was great! You should really pursue that," she said.

"Nah, it's just a hobby. Besides, you're the only one I have told about it. I never even have told my mom about it."

"Speaking of your mom, can I meet her?"

"Sure," Matt replied, and led her down the hall to his mom's room.

As he slowly opened the door, he gently said her name, trying to wake her up. But she was not in her bed.

"That's weird," he said. "Maybe she is in the bathroom."

Matt walked into his mom's adjourning bathroom, and saw his mom sprawled out on the floor.

"Mom!" he yelled, and immediatley bent down beside her. He felt her cheek. It was stone cold.

Victoria, hearing Matt's shouts, rushed in. She stopped at the doorway, her face pale.

"Oh my gosh, Matt..." she stammered, seeing Matt kneeling down besides his mother.

She grabbed the phone instinctively, calling 911.

"Hello? I am at...." she paused, as Matt yelled out their address.

"4315 Rose Hill Lane...ummm, there is Matt's mom, she is lying on the floor, we don't know what happened..her face is cold....Please hurry!" Victoria cried out to the operator.

"Calm down. Is there a pulse?"

Matt yelled up, near sobbing, "She doesn't have a pulse, and she is not breathing."

"No," Victoria replied.

"Is she breathing?"

"No."

"We will be there as soon as possible."

Victoria heard a faint click on the other line, and she set the phone down on the counter. She herself was crying, and Matt was holding his mom's hand, sobbing.

"Mom...please, don't leave me. You are all I have, please."

As Victoria rushed down to comfort him, she heard the faint sound of sirens in the background. In the distance, she saw something that was obviously thrown down on the floor.

She reached for it, and picked it up.

It was an empty pill bottle.