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Two hours later, I opened my eyes blearily; trying to figure out who the heck had woke me up. Finally after adjusting my eyes to the dark, I saw Mel standing over my bed. “Mel.” I said, sitting up slightly. “OMG Jazzy, we hit it big. Some record producer guy saw our show tonight and signed us.” I smiled, and sat up taller, hugging Mel. “That’s great Mel.” I said, looking at her smiling. She smiled back, and said, “Go back to sleep cuz, I’ll call you when we get out to Cali.” I nodded, and lay back down, falling asleep almost instantly.

I woke up the next morning feeling a lot better. I put on the clothes I had bought the day before, and pulled on my new sneakers. I picked up my guitar again, and began playing another song:

The start of Armageddon
It was just another day
We all saw the news, nothing to say

So many friends are missing
And family members gone
So we all pray that God help them be strong

And now we stand together
Remembering that day
The lives we live will never be the same

[Chorus]
And we don't know why
The innocent die
Will this world ever find a way to change?
And we don't know why
But we know it's not right
We don't know why so many had to die
We don't know why so many had to die

Hate has turned to others
For their religion or their skin
But hate can't solve the problem it began
Everyone is angry
People are afraid
And no one knows what decisions will be made

[Chorus]
And we don't know why
The innocent die
Will this world ever find a way to change?
And we don't know why
But we know it's not right
We don't know why so many had to die
We don't know why so many had to die

[Bridge]
And we don't know why (don't know why)
The innocent die (don't know why)
Will this world ever find a way to change?
And we don't know why (don't know why)
But we know it's not right (don't know why)
Will any of us ever be the same?
Will any of this ever be the same?

And we don't know why
The innocent die
Will any of us ever be the same?
Will any of this ever be the same?


I smiled as I finished playing, my fingers vibrating. I put my guitar away, and got up, heading downstairs. “JAZZY.” I heard Noah screech before attacking my legs, and I smiled. “Hey kid.” I said, scooping him up. “You looks very pwetty.” Noah said, and I smiled. “Thank you.” I said, bouncing him slightly in my arms. He laughed, and I smiled, loving his laugh. “Hey Pete, I’m gonna take Noah out somewhere.” I said, heading outside.

Two hours later, I lay Noah down in his bed, and went back to mine. I shut my door, and crawled into bed. I lay staring at the ceiling for a while before I heard the fighting. I walked onto the landing to see a drunken Andy fighting with a very sober Pete. I rolled my eyes, and went back to bed, falling asleep instantly.