*Carrie POV, 1 week later*

'Phil? Phil calm down!' He's crying down the phone, something about a hospital, and Chris, and a coma.
'Carrie, Carrie it's my- my- I - what have I -' he's in hysterics, whatever happened must have been bad.
'PHIL! Who are you with?'
'P- Peej, but he's, he's worse than, you speak to, I'll pass you- nurse' he passes the phone over to a nurse.
'Hello? Are you a friend of Mr Kendalls?' I say yes.
'What- Phil hasn't cried like that in like 15 years- I'm worried! What happened?' I breathe in, calming myself down.
'Well, about a week ago, Mr. Kendall and Mr. Lester were in a car accident. Mr. Lester suffered with only a fractured tailbone and is recovering as we speak. However... Mr. Kendall was put into quite a serious coma. We've had him under observation to watch his progression for the past week. But, due to his cardiovascular system being put under heavy stress and the blunt-force trauma to the cranium, Mr. Kendall's condition deteriorated rapidly. This morning, he unfortunately passed. We are very sorry for your loss'
my breath hitches in my throat, but I try my hardest not to cry.
'Okay, thank you very much for letting me know. Can you tell Phil- Mr Lester- that my husband and I will come to Swindon to visit him this weekend?' She agrees and hangs up.
'Alex, honey?' I shout, my voice wavering.
'Yes?' He appears from the kitchen, holding a glass of water.
'I've just had a phone call from Phil-' I begin to cry. He puts his glass on the table.
'Carrie honey, what's wrong? What happened to Phil?' Tears pour down my face and I sob. I blubber like a little baby.
'It's Chris! He-' I can't manage to get the words out. My throat burns from sobbing, my nose runs down my face and my eyes are streaming, so much so that I have to shut them.
'What? Honey, it's okay! Just stay calm' I stand up.
'I'm trying to stay calm! One of my best friends just /died/ Alex!' Then I run to our bedroom and slam the door.

*Alexa POV*
Me and my best friend walk home together every single day. We have done for the 3 months that I've been at that school. Today is no exception. We are deep in conversation about our favourite book. Both of our favourite authors is a man called Daniel Howell. Well, he used to be Lester, but he and his husband split up about 3 months ago. It's quite sad really, he was in a happy marriage with a daughter called Alexa, same as my name! But he recently told the Internet that he had split up with his husband and his daughter was taken away. I tried to find a picture of his daughter, but apparently he wanted to keep her a secret or something.
'If only Dan wasn't so much older. I know he'd wanna get with this!' She flips her curly red hair over her shoulder in a mock diva fashion. I push her shoulder. Why does this feel so wrong? We arrive at my house.
'Seeya tomorrow, Cherry!' I smile and wave, and enter my home. I'm instantly greeted with my mum crying on the sofa, and my dad consoling her.
'Mum? What's wrong?' My dad looks at me, silently telling me not to say anything.
'Just go upstairs, Lex. She'll be fine' I do as I'm told and go up to my room. I receive a text from my friend, Cherry.

[Cherry] -15:37pm
Fancy coming to the park?

I tap a quick text back.

[Lexi] -15:38pm
Love to! Just gonna get changed!

I pull my red jeans and t-shirt out of my wardrobe. Then I remember the shirt Cherry gave me when it didn't fit her. I folded it and put it at the back of my wardrobe. I feel around and try to find it, but my hand finds a brown box that I don't recognise. I open it and find the most awesome black and white hi-tops that I don't remember getting. Taped to the top of the box is a note and a picture.
'Hope you like the trainers I bought for you! Love daddy h x' daddy h? I look at the picture. It's me with two men. The man that was crying in my room, and someone else. Someone that I know. Someone that I love. Daniel Howell. And it looks like a picture taken this year. Both men are holding hands, and Dan has his arm around me. I put the trainers on and run down the stairs, pocketing the picture.
'I'm going to the park, seeya later, bye' I shout and run to the park.
'Hey Lexi, nice trainers' Cherry smiles.
'Hi, thanks. Now you know Dan? Dan Howell?'
'Well duh'
'I just found this picture in my room, but I don't remember it being taken, and I'm really confused' I hand her the picture and she gasps.
'You met him?!'
'Clearly, but I don't remember it!' She stares at me, flabbergasted.
'How could you not remember? That's despicable!'
'Despicable? That word is a bit extravagant for you isn't it?'
'Shosh your mosh' I laugh and push her playfully in the arm.
'Seriously though, how could you not remember?'
'I dunno!' My phone goes off in my pocket.

[Dad] -4:30pm
Come home now squidge, time for tea!

I say my goodbyes to Cherry and run home.
When I get home mum has stopped crying, but she still looks sad.
'Right, tomorrow we have to go to the doctors. You're getting your swine flu vaccination. We're having macaroni cheese for tea' I groan.
'Why do I have to have the vaccination?! I hate needles'
Dad rolls his eyes at me.
'You have to, now here's your dinner. It's mozzarella, your favourite' I take an exaggerated breath in to intensify my annoyance.
'I have a question' both of my parents look up.
'When was this from' I hand them the picture and they gasp.
'Uh- uh- I mean- uhm' I look at them, expectantly.
'We're going to London tomorrow evening' my dad says quickly.
'I want to know about this picture!' I practically shout.
'Right, if you're going to shout then you can finish your tea in your room' I do so. Then I spend the next few hours trying to remember the tiniest bit of information, but My mind is completely blank. By 9:30 I just give up, and go to bed.

At about 10, my mum came up.
'Look, Lexi. About this picture. You probably won't believe me if I told you this, but I'm going to anyway. Eleven years ago, your dad and I had you, but we weren't ready. Our friends, Dan,' she points at Dan, 'and Phil, she points at the other guy, 'adopted you from us, because we didn't want to lose you forever. A few months go, you were being bullied, and you got a giant rock thrown at your head, which is why you don't remember them. I can't tell you why you remember us, because you'd never met us before then' I stare on in disbelief.
'You're- you're lying!'
'No Lex, I'm not' I stare at her.
'I need- I need sleep mum- goodnight' I lightly kick her off of my bed and lie back onto my pillow. What just happened?

Longer one this time! Okay, so this one was the one that I had to start using random words. I think I pulled it off pretty well? The words I had to use were:
Despicable
Extravagant
Mosh
Squidge
Vaccination
Mozzarella
Intensify

So I did say I couldn't write sadness. Sorry! Don't hate me PLEASE GRJBEWKFNCWVF

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~Georgie'xo~