I walked all the way to the end of the bus to take my seat. I was not happy. What had happened to the fun and exciting field trip we were supposed to go on? Now we were stuck going on a stupid trip to a stupid mansion. Oh excuse me, stupid haunted mansion. Ella patted me on my back, trying to comfort me I guess. I pouted, sticking my lower lip way out.

"I wanted to see the World's Greatest Meatball!" I complained.

Shane sighed and eyed me. "Dude it's a stupid meatball. Big whoop."

Oh he wanted to be a little sarcastic did he? Well fine. I turned my head away and slumped in my chair. I looked out the window and looked at the flying colors. Sigh. Nate turned his little curly head to face me.

"Jason, look at it this way. We get to go inside a real haunted house."

I turned to look at him. "Ya that's kinda the problem... I'm too young to die!"

Nate shook his head and laughed. "We are not going to die Jase. Trust me on that one k?"

I mumbled a small ok but my fingers were crossed in my sweater pockets. Even though Nate was a very reliable person, how can he foresee what was going the happen on this field trip? I know he was just trying to assure me. Not working. Nate looked at me with a searching face. I closed my eyes, closing his curly head out. I was the oldest right? Then why was I scared? I shouldn't be the one crouched in a corner trying to block out my fears. I should be reasonable and… and… be mature.

I let out a small chuckle. Me mature? I turned serious then. I could atleast give it a try. For my brothers and band mates. For Ella. How lame was it that I was scared more then her?! That just wasn't right.

I opened my eyes slowly, blinking out some of the light. As my eyes adjusted I noticed that the bus had stopped. I looked around. Everyone was craning their heads watching something that was going on. I looked over to the direction that they were staring at. Oh. The bus had lost a tire. We were parked by a nearby Mall.

"We should totally like go shopping!" Ella said excitedly. Shane jumped up as he heard this. He was such a girl sometimes.

"I think that is a really good idea." He gravely stated. Shane was really weird sometimes. Most of the time. No sometimes.

"No seriously, let's ask someone," Shane said looking around. I sighed. Most of the time.

Caitlyn called out to Mr. Brown asking. I wasn't really paying attention, but before I knew it, I was being dragged off the bus and into a store by Ella. I looked around, a little dazed. But when wasn't I dazed? I shrugged and looked around. Everything in here was too girly and pink. I politely excused myself from Ella, Caitlyn, and Mitchie and went off into the mall, in search for another store.

I walked around the very empty mall, until I came across what I was looking for. A music store. It was a little shabby, but it was better then nothing right? Right. I walked into the store with a little smile on my face.

See music, is something that I am really good at. It makes me happy and proud of what I have created or accomplished. You see, music doesn't have to make sense. It's not numbers or letters or complicated equations. What ever I feel like at the moment, my fingers do all the work, and I hear the sweet melody of success.

I walked down the guitar aisle, and made my way over to the guitar pick section. I don't know what it was about them, but I just loved them. I probably had over three hundred in my room back home. Anyways I looked through the containers they had and found a couple of really neat ones.

I decided on buying a really cool tiger striped one and another one that had a picture of a guitar on it. After my purchase, I sat down on one of the stools and tested out the closest guitar. Acoustic, nice. I plucked a couple random notes, and then started a familiar tune. As I played it I couldn't figure out what song it was. Funny eh? I was hitting all the notes perfectly but I didn't know what song it was.

"That's some cool music. Can we use it in one of our songs? I have hunch, but I think we might get a single off that. Of course we would have to get some awesome lyrics down…" Nate's eyebrow's knitted together as he thought.

"Wait, this isn't one of our songs?" I asked dumbly.

Nate looked at me like I was going crazy. I probably was so I didn't say anything. "No… not exactly. But we could make it into one…that's what I was saying before."

"But it's so familiar…" I mumbled. And then it hit me. I probably had made it up while I was dreaming or something. Music did come naturally to me. To my fingers. Oh god I was losing it. How could I have thought this melody already had been made into a song?

I sighed. Nate put his hand on my shoulder. "We should go."

I nodded and got up. I carefully put the guitar back on its stand and headed out the door. "So where's Shane? Mitchie and Ella. Caitlyn." Nate shook his head. "Inside there."

I stared towards the direction he was pointing in. Are you serious. I looked at Nate in disbelief, but there was no humor in his eyes. Just seriousness and… was that embarrassment? Ha. Ya I was pretty embarrassed to. I guess. It was kinda funny looking at Shane inside Victoria's Secret.

I let out a small chuckle and turned to look at Nate. "Let's go get some Starbucks or something,"

Nate shook his head at disbelief still staring. I laughed and pulled at his elbow. "Come on… I need some caffeine."

We walked towards the Starbucks and I happily breathed in the beautiful scent of coffee. I walked up to the register and ordered for me and Nate. There was barely anyone there for work. I guess they didn't need that many employees due to the fact that they didn't get that much business around here. I looked around at the small yet still cozy Starbucks. I have had many great moments in a Starbucks. That may sound a little weird to you, but when you have as much free time as I do…

"Your order," A guy around my age pushed the two cups of coffee towards me. I smiled thanks and grabbed the cups. I walked out the doors and looked around for Nate. Where had he disappeared to? I remembered that he had walked with me till the door, and then the amazing smell of coffee had distracted me.

I walked out the doors of the mall and headed back to our bus. The repair guys were their and they had just finished putting a new tire one. I saw Nate waiting by the entrance to the bus. He smiled as I approached him.

"Sorry I left you at Starbucks like that; I had to use the bathroom…" He trailed off a little awkwardly.

I just smiled and handed him his drink. "It's alright." I climbed on the bus after Nate and we walked back to our seats. I was surprised to see Ella and Mitchie already there sitting in there seats, chatting animatedly.

"Where's Shane?" Nate asked a little cautiously. I couldn't help but smile at him. He was just so… I don't know… Serious, yet awkward. Mitchie rolled her eyes as she answered.

"He's coming. He had to do a little more shopping at that one stupid sunglass shop."

I nodded my head understanding. That was so like Shane. He even out shopped girls. I took my seat next to Ella, and leaned back onto the cheap cushion.

As the bus intercom crackled to life, Shane made his way down the aisle with so many bags it wasn't even funny. I had put my two guitar picks in my pockets, so I had no bags to worry about.

As Shane sat down in his seat next to Mitchie, Mr. Brown started speaking, his words being carried out throughout the whole bus.

"I must apologize for the delay kids, we will be at the Manor in about an hour," the short announcement ended, and the bus roared to life. We were back on the road and were every minute closer to what seemed to be our deaths.

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