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AN: All the things in itallicas are thought, fyi. im not really that great at the whole emotional turmoil, thing. As you can probably tell from the written shit below.

CH 3: Doesn't this all seem familiar?

"Josie!" Corrine whispered in disappear

Her eyes filled with tears, but of course they did, she just watch two of her best friends plummet to their deaths.

Their not dead, they can't be! But of course with her 172 IQ, just had to but in and reason the logical side of her denial. Of course they are, the river below is going at least 70 mph, just face it, they're gone, dead, and never returning. Well, unless, another strange thing at Black Hole High could be them coming back to life. Zombies! Lucas could sure get a kick out of that, right.

She shot forward, but Marshall held her back not wanting to lose her too. She wiggled about, trying to get free of his grasp, but he was holding on tight.. She finally gave up, her knees buckling, reduce to nothing but jell-o. And sobbed uncontrollably.

But Corrine wasn't the only one who was upset about it, due, everyone was crying. Marshall knelt down next to Corrine and put his arm around her, trying to comfort her, but with little success. How can you comfort when you need to comfort as much as they did? She curled up in his chest, crying into his shirt. Lucas walked off, he needed a walk, no he need to escape this. All of it, it couldn't be happening, it was a dream, another sick, twisted dream his unconsciousness was playing on him. And soon he'd wake up, screaming probably, and then laugh and the stupidness of it all.

But it wasn't a dream, he wouldn't wake up, he wouldn't laugh it off, because this was one of the many cruel things life like to throw your way when you finally think you have it all figured out.

As for Grace, she just stood there, numb. Couldn't move, horrified at what she just witnessed.

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Hours had passed. Lucas returned, Grace still just stood there, still unable to move, but it wasn't like anyone of them cared at that moment, too caught up in their own grief. Grace was lost in her min, which wasn't too hard, with all the stuff it held and all. Frozen in fear, pain - in complete and utter shock. Just starring of into the fog, which was now surrounding them. She wanted to lose herself, her mind, her sanity in the fog - so many temptations - diving into the fast moving river, or running away in the forest, or, you know, just standing there, saying nothing, doing nothing, slowly losing her mind.

Lucas' eyes were all red and puffy, probably from crying the whole time he was gone in the woods. And if you were to ask he about it after this was all over, he would deniy it completely, which they all knew was a lie. He, unlike Grace skipped the whole shock phase and went straight to the grief.

While those two delt with their own type of grieving, Corrine had cried the Pacific Ocean and more into Marshall's shirt. And Marshall just gazed upon the horrid bridge that had cost two of his friends' lives and cost the four remaining unbelievable pain.

As Lucas reproached the remaining three, he saw with dull eyes that Marshall had Corrine covered, so he knew that it was his job to try his best to comfort Grace. And the only way that he could come up with was wrapping his arms around her petite size, which he found actually was a smart choice because she rested her head on his should and cried, but it wasn't uncontrollably sobs like Corrine, but just silent tears racing down her checks as if in a race. By this time Marshall couldn't hold it in anymore, he also cried uncontrollably like Corrine but without a peep like Grace.They all sat down on the cold, moist gravel. The now four teens of Blake Holsey High huddled together, each crying themselves to a restless sleep.

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"Josie, Vaughan!" Corrine woke with a gasped, terror was written over her face.

"It's okay, Corrine, just relax." Marshall hushed to Corrine having woken up an hour before from a simailar dream as her.

"How can you say things are okay! Our friends are gone! Dead! How can you tell me to relax!" Corrine shouted, kind of passed the grieving stage and into rage.

Marshall lowered his head. "I'm sorry. It's just - "

"I know, I feel the small way." Lucas started to crying again.

"Grace?" he asked, realizing the much need warmth her body gave him as he slept that night, was replaced by a unforgiving coldness. His eyes scanning the horizon, nothing. He walked around, leaving Marshall to handle his girlfriend as he had this knotting feeling in his gut to look for his. Finally after searching for what seemed like forever, he spotted the end of a rope coming up from the jagged edge of the cliff which over hanged the river. As his eyes followed the path of the rope, he found it was tied around a tree.

He dashed to the edge, which crumbled a little once his total weight was on it and peering over he saw what made his heart skip a beat or two or eight.

"Grace! What the hell are you doing? Are you stupid or just plain crazy!"

"I'm goin' with crazy." she said with a dead serious tone of voice but a smirk flashed upon her white complection.

She was shimming down the rope and was halfway down the cliff.

"Get back up here!" Lucas shouted, while he started to pull her up.

"Come on! I just wanted to find them, Lucas! PLEASE! We need to look to see if there was any trace of them being alive, just any trace at all." tears flowed freely now, "For Corrine at least. For me, for all of us! Please, Lucas?"

She continued to rant on but, as he also continued to pull her up with the sheer forced of adrenaline that coursed through his veins, because without it, there could be no way he'd be able to pull her up.

As she reached the top, her head down, tears dripping off her nose, and the last bit of hope that they were still alive gone.

"Let's get going, we can't stay . . . here any longer. We have to find . . . somewhere, or someone to help us." Grace said, her voice breaking a couple times.

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A/N: it's a boring chapter, I no, but it gets better, I promise. It was just a filler in chapter. thanks for reading. please review. sorry for the grammar mistakes. If you actually give a damn about this story, then review. If it sucks, tell me, I don't care.