Hey guys! Sorry about the wait for this chapter. I have been sooooo busy with work lately but don't worry I'll make it all work so I can update:)

To Butterknifebitch: I love 'From Afar!' we must be twins!:D I love the whole album actually.

I've actually been listening to a lot of music lately and sometimes when I listen to the song I always think 'this would be perfect for this scene in 'Anna's Infinity' :) what is everyone's favorite song? how about favorite band/artist? At the moment I love 5 songs. I love 'Monkey Tree' by Mother Mother, 'Riptide' by Vance Joy, 'Geronimo' by Sheppard, 'I Bet My Life' by Imagine Dragons and 'From Afar' by Vance Joy. What do you guys like? I would love to hear some new tunes! Always looking for my song of the day:)

Anyways, hope you all like this chapter!

~Wallflower95

I stared at the envelope with my name on it and I felt like it was staring back at me. I groaned and jumped up and down. Then I paced my room. I looked back every few seconds to make sure it was still there.

Come on it's just a letter.

I looked back. It was still looking at me. I sighed and then sat on my bed with my hands together.

This is ridiculous.

I got up and reached for the letter but pulled back at the last second.

"Aggh why can't I do this?" I said out loud. There was no answer.

"It's just a letter. It's not like its a bomb." I grabbed the letter and ripped it open.

Dear Anna,

Augustus said before he died that he'd eulogize me but he never got the chance. I wouldn't have asked for anyone one else. Of course, the world is not exactly a wish granting factory. Augustus Waters deserved more numbers than he got. I would like a favor from you. I would like you to visit our graves with a written eulogy. Come on your own. Write your own words and be honest. I would love it if you could do this for me.

yours,

Hazel

A eulogy. She wants me to write a eulogy. I looked at the clock. It was only 5pm. Grandma and Grandpa weren't home yet. I sighed.

"Sure thing mom." I said. I dressed in one of my favorite outfits. Dark skinny jeans, purple chuck taylors, my blue Ceci n'est pas unne pip shirt (this is not a pipe). You see, it's a metaphor. I grabbed the car keys and scribble a note in case Grandma and Grandpa came. Once I was in the car I grabbed a pen and a pad of paper and started writing a eulogy. It took me a good fifteen minutes to write but when I was done I was happy with it. I let out the breath I was holding in and I started the car.

I parked the car at the bottom of the hill and started walking up. It was quiet and peaceful. The two headstones were there. My parents waited for me. I sighed and unfolded my paper. I waved to the headstones.

"Hey mom. Hey dad. It's Anna. Your daughter." I swallowed nervously.

"So... uh mom asked me to write a eulogy for her. It'll be rather difficult considering I never actually knew you but I'll give it my best shot. Hope it doesn't suck too much." I cleared my throat and started reading out loud.

"My name is Anna Haven Lancaster and I am the daughter of Hazel Grace Lancaster and Augustus Waters. I grew up hearing stories about my parents. I know that my dad was a metaphor loving, non-smoking smoker who very much loved the star crossed love of his life Hazel. I know that Hazel was a sophisticated, professional reality show watching person who was in love with the one and only crooked smiled boy. They were both taken to soon. Their days were numbered like ours are now. The true mark they left behind in this world though... was their story. Because we're all stories in the end, aren't we? Isn't it our life's work to make it a good story to be told one day? That's what they did. That is their mark. They will forever be the story of the star crossed teenagers who were just leaving their marks in the world."

"Mom, dad. I realize now that I may be like both of you in some ways but I am realizing that I am my own person and that some day I will leave my own mark in this world some day. I still wish I had known both of you. I bet we would have really gotten along."

"I just hope I can make you proud. I may not be the smartest, or the prettiest or the most athletic."

"I am who I choose to be and no matter what... I am so proud to be the daughter of such amazing parents." I folded up my eulogy and put right on top of my mom's gravestone. I sighed.

"I love you guys." I whispered. I wished I could hear them reply. To say 'I love you' back. All my life I wanted a mom and dad. I wanted my mom to drop me off at school. I wanted my dad to help me with my homework. You can't always get what you want in life. It's the plain and simple truth. Why life life thinking that way though? You have to make the most of what you do have in life and just enjoy it. Yes, my parents were sick but they didn't let that stop them from falling in love. Yes, my dad died but that didn't stop my mom from living the rest of her days with her friends and family. It didn't stop her from having me.

"Thank you. For leaving you marks." I whispered. I walked down the hill back towards the car. Someone was leaning against the car. At first, I thought it was Liam from a distance but when I got closer I realized it was an older man. It was Van Houten.

"Hello Anna." He said.

"Hi Mr. Van Houten." I said. He nodded towards the hill.

"Dropping by to see your parents I see." I nodded.

"I thought I'd say a quick hi before seeing you."

"Why do you want to see me?" He reached into his coat and pulled out a book.

"I owe you a sequel."

I gasped. It was a light blue cover. In black cursive writing it read 'The Promises We Keep'. The black writing was surrounded by a white cloud on the cover. He gave it to me. I took it gently in my hands and opened it. At the very front it read:

I would like to thank these special people for helping me rise from the ashes to write this story:

My little daughter Anna who was taken so young. A day without you is like a day without sunshine my little girl.

To Hazel Grace Lancaster and Augustus Waters. Some infinities are truly bigger than other infinities. Thank you for awakening me. My only regret is that you never had the chance to read this.

And finally to Anna Haven Lancaster, I have many regrets and I have done wrong in my life. I know I cannot make it right with your parents but maybe I can start making it right with you. I would like to dedicate this book to these four incredible people.

Thank you.

I looked up and Peter Van Houten was holding his hand out to me. I smiled and shook it. He sighed.

"Now, if you'll excuse me. I must visit some old friends." He started his walk up the hill. Once he was up there I walked back up to hear what he was going to say. Once I had gotten up the hill I hid behind a tree so he wouldn't see me. Van Houten was standing in front of the gravestones. Smiling down at my parents.

"I hope that I made a difference." He whispered. He pulled out another copy of his book and placed it in between the headstones.

"I hope I am good person and a good writer Mr. Waters." He said with a smile.

"You have an amazing daughter. She's just like you." He said.

"You should be very proud of her." He patted the gravestones and walked away. I watched him walk away and I thought that maybe Peter Van Houten is making a difference.

'The Promises We Keep' is actually going to be the name of the Peter Van Houten story I'm writing. Basically 'The Promises We Keep' in this story is about life after Anna. How everyone is coping 10 years later. What they're doing with their lives, keeping promises that they made with AIA Anna before she died. A sequel to AIA:)

I hope you all liked that:) please comment and review! I'll try and update soon.

Okay?

~Wallflower95