You only hold me up like this
Cause you don't know who I really am
Sometimes I just want to know what it's like to be you
We're making out inside crashed cars
We're sleeping through all our memories
I used to waste my time dreaming of being alive
(now I only waste it dreaming of you)

Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness
Cause all of our moves make up for the silence
And oh, the way your makeup stains my pillowcase
Like I'll never be the same

You only hold me up like this
Cause you don't know who I really am
I used to waste my time on
Waste my time on
Waste my time dreaming of being alive
(now I only waste it dreaming of you)

Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness
Cause all of our moves make up for the silence
And oh, the way your makeup stains my pillowcase
Like I'll never be the same

I've got headaches and bad luck but they couldn't touch you, no
I've got headaches and bad luck but they couldn't touch you, no
I'm not trying
You only hold me up like this

Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness
Cause all of our moves make up for the silence
And oh, the way your makeup stains
Like I'll never be the same


I hopped down off the stage, and jogged over to my cousin, ready to leave. “Petey” I cooed, snaking my arm around his waist. He groaned, and I looked up as Patrick laughed, “Petey?” He asked, cracking up, and I smiled. I looked up at my cousin, and sighed. Ever since I was little, I had lived with Pete’s family because my parents didn’t want my sisters and me. We’re sixteen, and Pete is twenty-six. I smiled as he whirled me around, asking me what I wanted. “Mel wants to use the rehearsal room.” I complained, referring to my other cousin, on my dad’s side, who had black hair, and green eyes. She was dating Panic at the Disco’s Ryan Ross, who was eighteen a year older than her. He was in a band with her named The Wave. Panic at the Disco was on a year break, and Ryan had formed the band with Mel. Them and their two friends Flame and Dee. Mel sings, Ryan plays guitar and sings, Dee plays guitar, and Flame plays drums. I rolled my eyes as Andy looked up hopefully, hearing Mel’s name. The dude has had a crush on her since he first met her back when I was eight. I glanced over at Flame, his spikes gleaming in the light. He smiled at me, winking. I blushed, and turned away, looking over at my younger sister, Zoe. She was trying to play Pete’s guitar, but it was too big for her. I laughed, and ran down the aisle of the rehearsal room inside the gigantic building that sat at the edge of our farm property in the hills of Virginia. “Zoe.” I yelled, hopping back up on the stage. She looked over at me as I picked up her electric pink guitar, bringing it to her. She smiled, and I traded guitars with her. The red and black guitar fit against my hand perfectly as I began playing, “A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More “Touch Me””. I heard Joe begin to play along, then I heard the drums, and Pat began to sing along. I smiled, and Pete began to sing along. I began bobbing my head, getting into the song. Then I heard the doors open. I stopped playing and watched my boyfriend come storming down the aisle. “Jazzy.” He said, hopping on the stage. “What Jeremy.” I asked, stopping my playing that I had started again. “I need twenty bucks.” He said, sticking out his hand. I sighed, but dug twenty out of my pocket, handing it over. He smiled, and kissed me on the cheek before leaving. I rolled my eyes, and put Pete’s guitar down. Julieanna smiled up at me from the front row of seats, her black hair gleaming in the light, showing off her red ends. I smiled back, and swept my hair quickly into a ponytail. I heard someone creep up behind me, and whirled around to see Pete standing innocently next to a water cooler. “What are you doing Pete Wentz?” “Nuthin.” He replied casually, reaching for his water bottle. I smiled, and turned back around, only to get hit with a cascade of water. “PETE.” I screamed, chasing after him. He laughed, and began to run out of the building. I laughed, and began to follow him when suddenly I tripped. I felt hands holding me, and looked up to see Patrick smiling at me. “Careful.” He muttered, setting me upright. I smiled, and ran after Pete again, jumping over the couch in the lobby of the building. Pete smiled, and raced out of the building, me chasing him. We raced across the farmland, laughing as we tripped occasionally. “PETE.” I yelled, stopping when I saw the van parked out front. “What.” He asked, walking over to me. “Who’s that?” I said, pointing to the van. Pete shrugged, but when he saw who got out, he shoved me in the direction of the house. “Get inside.” He hissed, shutting the door. I ducked low on the porch, hidden from view, but I could still hear what was being said. “Hello Peter.” A male voice said curtly, and I heard Pete reply, “Hello Uncle Harold.” I gasped, and quickly covered my mouth, afraid I was heard. Why was my father here? He gave me to my aunt because our mom didn’t want us and neither did he. I looked up briefly, and caught sight of what my father looked like. Last time I remember him he had long black hair in a ponytail. He still had black hair but it was cropped short. I saw a figure move in the car, and looked over to see a small child in the front, leaning out the window. “Daddy, I wanna go home.” “One moment Noah.” My dad said, walking over to the car. He took the boy of the car, and Noah began to run to where I was. “I want my children.” “Sorry, they are legally mine.” Pete said, and I caught sight of Julieanna. I kept motioning for her to go back, but she ignored me. “Petey.” Julieanna cried, flinging herself behind Pete’s body. “Ahh, my daughter Jasmine.” My father said, and I heard the porch door creak open. “Who you.” A small voice squeaked, and I looked over to see Noah. “NOAH, stay out of where you don’t belong.” My father scolded, coming over to where Noah stood frozen near me. “Ahh, Julieanna.” “Actually, it’s Jasmine, if you want us you better get our names straight.” I hissed, stepping out of his reach. “You ungrateful little-” My father said, grabbing my arm and tossing me out of the porch. “Hey, don’t hurt my sister like that.” Terri said, and I groaned, watching as she ran over to me. “Jazzy, you okay.” “Yeah Ter, but you just stepped on our father’s foot.” She looked over her shoulder, and gasped when she saw our dad. “Ahh, Terri, my little girl.” He said, reaching for the last of us triplets. “GET AWAY FROM ME YOU HORRIBLE MAN!” Terri screeched, pulling me up, and behind Pete. “I came to get all four of my children back, and I want them now.” My dad said, and I saw a vein in his temple start to bulge. “No. My parents got legal custody of them, and then after we moved out, I got the judge to transfer custody, so unless you want to have your butt kicked off my property, leave.” Pete said, tensing up. “I. Want. My. Children.” My dad said, walking up to Pete. Pete didn’t’ move one inch, just stared at my dad. “You. Can’t. Have. Them.” He said, whistling loudly. Suddenly, Patrick and Andy rushed out of the rehearsal room, looking for Pete. “Guys, take them inside.” Pete said, grabbing my hand, and ushered the others over to the other guys. Andy grabbed Terri’s hand, and led her inside while Patrick, Pete, Julieanna, and I remained outside. “Girls, come on, give your old man a chance.” He begged, walking forward. “Dad, you blew your chance eleven years ago.” I said, taking my hand out of Pete’s. I knew I was pushing it by taking a step forward, but I did anyway. My dad looked at me expectantly, but I only crouched in front of Noah. “Enjoy your daddy before he takes you away like he did with us.” I said, looking at him with tears in my eyes. “Sissy.” He croaked out, his lip trembling. I nodded, tears blinding my own vision. Then, with a force I didn’t know a four-year-old could possess, Noah ran to me, and knocked me over. I felt his little arms wrap around me, and his tears soak my shirt. “Noah, listen to me.” My dad said, but one glance from Pete stopped him. I wrapped my arms around my baby brother, and began to cry with him, shaking us even more. Then I felt another pair of arms around us. Julieanna started to cry with us, and I heard Terri’s voice say, “Who are they hugging.” “Your baby brother.” Pete said, smiling at her. Terri ran to us, and dropped, hugging us and crying as well. “Petey.” Zoe cried, and saw us all in a hug fest. Without thinking she dropped to the ground, and said, “Is this a long lost sibling.” I nodded, and Zoe joined in on the hug. There we all were, all the Brooks kids, hugging and crying. Our dad had begun to stutter, trying to think of something to say. “I think he wants to stay.” Pete said, and my dad nodded, going over to the car to retrieve something. When he came back with a suitcase, I got angry. “Guys let me go.” I said, handing Noah to Julieanna. They let me go, and I stood up to face our dad. “What where you gonna do with him dad, huh? Were you gonna bring him to an orphanage, dad? Were you gonna abandon your son, the son you always wanted?” I felt the tears begin to fall, so I swiped at them, angry with my dad. “Jasmine, your mom is sick, and can’t take care of him; she wanted him to live Aunt Harriet.” My dad defended meekly, putting the suitcase on the ground. “That isn’t an excuse dad. So what if mom’s sick, hire a babysitter, don’t take the kid away from his home.” My dad looked like I had shot him, and all he did was back up. “Bye Noah.” He muttered, getting into his car. “DADDY.” Noah screamed with such emotion that it reminded me of us when he left us. “Noah, he didn’t want you.” I said, heaving him onto my hip. “I want my daddy.” He whimpered, clutching my t-shirt in his hands. “Come on Noah, it will be like a sleepover.” “I don’t want a sleepover, I want daddy.” He cried, burying his face in my shoulder. “Come on champ.” I said, walking down the dirt path towards the doghouse with him. “DOGGY.” He chirped, seeing Skipper. Skipper heard Noah’s voice, and ran up to me, jumping against my legs. “Down boy.” I commanded the puppy, watching him whimper at me before backing up. I set Noah on the ground, and watched him chase the golden retriever puppy around his enclosure, laughing hysterically. I smiled, and felt arms wrap around my waist. “Hey hunny.” Jeremy’s voice said in my ear, and I smiled, turning around to face him. “Hey babe.” I said, kissing him lightly. “Eww. Kissy faces.” Noah squeaked, and I laughed against Jeremy’s lips. “Who’s the kid?” Jeremy said, looking up as Noah ran up to us, trying to push us apart. “Jeremy, meet my little brother Noah.” Jeremy smiled, and crouched down to Noah’s level. “Hey little guy.” Noah hid his face in my leg, and I laughed, picking Noah up to Jeremy’s level. “Jeremy, say hi to Noah.” “Hi Noah, do you like race cars?” Noah nodded eagerly, and I smiled, saying, “Why don’t you go with Jeremy, and talk to him about race cars? He will bring you back up to the main house for dinner okay buddy?” Noah nodded, and I handed him over to Jeremy, Noah already rattling about race cars at about 100 mph. I smiled, and headed back to the rehearsal building. Pete was lounging in the lobby when I walked in, munching on an apple. “Jasmine.” Pete exclaimed, shooting off the couch. I smiled, and walked over to him, saying, “Noah’s with Jeremy.” Pete smiled, and wrapped an arm around my waist, saying “Don’t you have to go to work?” “Oh I totally forgot it was only Maddy and I tonight.” I exclaimed, slapping myself in the forehead. “I gotta tell Noah that Jules will take care of him tonight. “ I moaned, rushing off to find my boyfriend and brother. I was lucky I found them really close, at the garage, looking at my quad. “Hey Noah, do you think you can hang with Julieanna tonight, I have to work.” “Otay, but come back.” He muttered, reaching out for my hand. I smiled, and squeezed his hand, saying, “Of course.” I left the garage, and ran back to the rehearsal room, skidding to a stop in front of Pete. “Gotta go. Love ya, bye.” I said, kissing his cheek before rushing out to the driveway and my Jeep 4runner. The engine hummed to life as I rushed out of the driveway, turning onto the main street. The radio blasted music as I sped towards the mall, hoping I wasn’t late.

Twenty minutes, and two traffic lights later, I skidded to a halt in the back room of Hot Topic in our local mall. The manager, a young man named Sam, looked at me skeptically as I clocked in, five minutes late. “I know, I know, I’m late. My real dad decided to leave my little brother with us too. I didn’t even know I had one.” I said, brushing my hair out my face, and into a ponytail. “It’s okay, but one more time this week, and I have to dock your pay.” “Thank you Sam you’re a life saver.” I said, hugging him briefly before heading out into the store to help Madeline ring up customers. She looked up skeptically as I walked behind the counter. I glanced at what she was doing, and laughed. She was texting her boyfriend of one month, Greg Raposo. Madeline brushed a piece of her shoulder-length curly blond hair out of her face and back into her clip that held her half pony back, revealing her face, and her baby blue eyes. I smiled gently at her, and looked up to look around the store. “Business is dead.” I moaned, sitting on one of the stools we had perched behind the counter. “I know,” Madeline complained, slapping her phone shut, “It’s been like this since I got here.” “Maybe you scared off all the customers.” I joked, smiling at her so she knew I was kidding. “Hardy har har.” She said, punching me lightly in the shoulder. I smiled, and looked over Madeline, glad Greg had chosen her. She had a slim figure, and was very pretty. Her ears were pierced three times in each lobe, and one time in the upper cartilage. Her piercing blue gaze was outlined by brown eyeliner, and she had a touch of clear lip gloss on. To most guys, she was a goddess. Even if she was punk, every guy at school had a huge crush on her, and they were jealous that Greg got her. I was startled out of my thoughts when I saw the cutest boy walk into the store. He had black hair that was kind of short, it had gel, I could tell from here, and was wearing a orange and gray long-sleeve shirt, a black Led Zeppelin t-shirt, baggy jeans, and black Vans. I smiled as he walked up, leaning on the counter. “Hi how can I help you?” Madeline asked, looking up at the kid. “Yeah, where are your guitar straps at?” The kid asked, and Madeline looked at him like he had three heads. “What.” “Back here.” I said, walking out from behind the counter, and motioning for him to follow me. He followed me to the rack of guitar straps, and said, “Thank you.” “You’re welcome.” “You know you’re very pretty.” He said, smiling down at me. I blushed, and heard Maddy go “aww” in the background. “Shut Up Madeline Trousdale.” I hollered, and then looked back up at the boy in front of me. “Chris Stasio.” “Jasmine Brooks.” I said, shaking the hand that he stuck out. He smiled at me, and I looked away, afraid he’d seen me blush. “Wanna hangout sometime?” He asked, bringing me back to reality. “Sure.” I said, brushing a piece of hair off my face. “Here’s my number.” He said, handing me a slip of paper. I smiled, and nodded, sliding the paper into one of the deep pockets of my pants. He walked up to the register, and Madeline rang him up, smiling all the time. After Chris left, I walked back up to the register. “He was totally hitting on you.” Madeline said, smiling up at me. “I know Maddy, but I’m with Jeremy.” I muttered, glancing down as Greg walked in the store. “Hey Greg.” Maddy and I chorused as Greg walked behind the counter, hugging Madeline hello. I rolled my eyes, and turned back around to see Jeremy nervously poking his head inside the store. “Hey baby.” I called, hoping to boost his mood. “Hey you.” He said, walking in, and over to the counter. “Can we talk?” he said, reaching for my hand. I nodded, and we walked out front of the store, holding hands. “What’s up baby?” I said, leaning against the storefront. Jeremy’s friends were all hanging out at the benches a few feet away, and there was a new girl with them. Not thinking anything of it, I looked up at Jeremy. “Baby, I think we need to see other people.” Jeremy said, smiling at me. “Why Jeremy? No wait, forget it. You wanna see how our relationship has affected me? Take a good look at me. I done cried from all the lies. I could see us breaking up if your feelings had changed, but damn Jeremy, you just slammed the door. How can you turn on me?” “Baby, I think it’s for the best.” Jeremy said, smiling slightly at me. “NO, Jeremy, it’s what best for you. I thought you said that you loved me. Thought you said that you need me. I thought you said you complete me. Thought you said you were never gonna let it go. I thought you said when you held me it felt right. I thought you said when you would tell me, it felt good. I thought you said that no one could replace me. I thought you said you were never gonna let it go.” “Hunny, I know this is what’s best for you; I need you to see other guys so you can see how much I love you.” “No, you no what, lesson learned. Our house of love can burn. We’re close to the heat. You can bet you’re words don’t mean nothing to me no more.” I said, turning around, and stalking inside the store. Madeline looked up from her make out session with Greg as I sat down on the stool, pulling out my cell phone. “Everything with Jeremy okay?” I shook my head, and pressed speed dial, dialing the house phone. “Hello.” “Andy, get Pete.” I said, giving in to the depression. “Jasmine.” Pete’s voice came over the line, and I broke down. “He broke it off.” I said, wiping my eyes hastily as a customer walked in. “HE WHAT.” Pete yelled so I had to pull the phone away from my ear. “He gave me a line of bullshit Petey.” I said, pausing to ring up the customer. “Okay, calm down, we’re on our way.” “Okay, you can hang out here for two more hours, then you can drive me home.” We hung up, and soon Pete and Andy were there.

Two hours later, I crashed on my bed, and pulled out my cell phone again. “Should I?” I questioned, staring at my ceiling. “If you’re wondering if you should call the guy who gave you his number, then it’s a yes.” Julieanna’s voice cooed and I looked up skeptically. “Maddy told me.” She said, walking away. I nodded to no one, and dialed the number on the piece of paper Chris had given me. I smiled as I heard the other end pick up. “Hello.” “Hey is this Chris?” “Yes, who is this?” “Jasmine Brooks, we met at Hot Topic.” “Ah, yes.” He said, and I smiled, relaxing against the headboard. “So, what are you up to?” “Nothing, relaxing against my bed, talking to you.” “Funny, I’m doing the same thing.” I said, standing up, and crossing to my closet. “Oh really, so then if I said I was looking at my self in the mirror what would you say?” “That you’re a little crazy.” Chris laughed, and I smiled, propping my arm on the dresser. “So about us hanging out, wanna hang this weekend?” “Sure.” I said, running over to my bed, and jumping on it. I smiled as I heard Chris laugh. “You having fun.” “Just jumping on my bed.” Chris laughed again, and I smiled. “What school do you go to?” I asked, leaning against my wall. “Valley High School.” “So do I.” I said, getting excited. “What grade?” “12th, I got skipped ahead when I was twelve.” “Same as me. Except I didn’t skip any grades.” I smiled, and looked over as Pete walked by my room. “Hey Chris, can you hold on one second.” “Sure.” He said, and I put the phone on my bed, and raced after Pete. “Pete.” I called, racing after him. “What up cuz.” He asked, stopping in his tracks. “My friend wants to know if I can hang with him this weekend.” “Sure, but no going to clubs.” I nodded, and ran back to my room, picking up the phone. “Hey Chris, my cousin said we can hang here this weekend.” “You live with your cousin?” “Long story.” I said, blinking back the tears. “Oh, okay.” “So, you can come over here this weekend, or I can pick you up.” “Can you pick me up, I kinda don’t want to face a cousin who is older than me right away.” “Sure.” I said, smiling as I lay back against my headboard again. I heard someone knock on my door, and looked up to see Terri smiling at me. I held up a finger, and looked back down. “So I’ll call you later.” “Okay, talk to you later Jasmine.” “Bye Chris.” I looked back up at Terri, and smiled. “What up sis.” I said, patting the spot next to me on my bed. She nodded, and I smiled as she raced into the room, jumping on my bed. I smiled, and said, “What’s up?” “Nuthin, just wanted to hang wit my sis.” I nodded, and grabbed my pocketbook, standing up. “Let’s hit the town.” I said, grabbing Terri’s hand, and dragging her out of my room. She laughed, and followed me out to my Jeep. We got in, and turned on the stereo, My Chemical Romance filling the car. I smiled, and began to sing along to “Give ‘Em Hell Kid”:

Oh baby here comes the sound!
I took a train outta New Orleans and they shot me full of ephedrine.
This is how we like to do it in the murder scene.
Can we settle up the score?

[Chorus]
If you were here I'd never have a fear.
So go on live your life.
But I miss you more than I did yesterday.

You're beautiful!

Well I'm a total wreck and almost every day.
Like the firing squad or the mess you made.
Well don't I look pretty walking down the street.
In the best damn dress I own?

[Chorus]
If you were here I'd never have a fear.
So go on live your life.
But I miss you more than I did yesterday.
You're so far away.
So c'mon show me how.
'Cause I mean this more than words can ever say.

Some might say we are made from the sharpest things you say
We are young and we don't care.
Your dreams and your hopeless hair.
We never wanted it to be this way.
For all our lives.
Do you care {at all}?

[Chorus]
If you were here I'd never have a fear.
So go on live your life.
But I miss you more than I did yesterday.
You're so far away.
So c'mon show me how.
'Cause I mean this more than words can ever say.

(Won't you tell me?)
(Well, there's no way I'm kissing that guy)

I laughed as the song ended, leaving silence between Terri and me. She cleared her throat, making me laugh again. Terri smiled as we pulled into the mall parking lot, getting ready to face paparazzi. Almost everywhere we went, people knew who we were. And just like I predicted, cameras started to flash the minute we got out of the car. “Jasmine, is it true that your boyfriend broke up with you earlier today?” I looked down as the flashes continued, and Terri followed me into the mall. I smiled, and we headed to Hot Topic, even though I had already left for today. “Back again.” Sam said as I entered. I laughed, and said, “Terri wanted to hang with me and I need new clothes.” I said, going over to browse the racks. Terri laughed, and went to the back of the store to look around. I felt eyes on my back, and I turned around to see Sam staring at me. “What?” I asked, picking up a pair of Black Tripp pants with red stitching. Sam smiled, and I moved to another rack, this one with t-shirts piled high. I smiled, and grabbed the t-shirt I had been eyeing all week, the Evil Geisha t-shirt we had just gotten in. Sam laughed as I went over to the accessories, and picked up some black fishnet fingerless gloves. Then I went over to the shoes and picked up Emily Three Black Cats Skater Shoes. I finished shopping by grabbing a bottle of hair dye in Special Effects Nuclear Red. It was semi permanent, I knew, but I wanted a change. So I was going to have Julieanna put some red in, mixed in with the lime green I already had up front. I went up to the register where one of my other friends, Kallie, was working the register. “Hey Hun.” She said, ringing up my stuff. After I paid, and waited for Terri, we went back home.

When we walked in the door, Noah bombarded my legs. “Jazzy, Jazzy.” He said, tugging on my pant leg. “What bud.” I said, crouching to his level. “I wanna play wif yous.” I smiled, and handed Terri my bags. She nodded, and went upstairs. “Come on, let’s go play.” I said, picking Noah up. He giggled, and I smiled, loving his laugh. We headed to the backyard, and I put him down, beginning to chase him around the yard. “Ahhh, Jazzy stop.” Noah squealed as I caught up with him, tickling him nonstop. I laughed, and picked him up, resting him on my hip. Pete walked outside to see what was all the commotion, and smiled when he saw us. I nodded, and headed back inside with Noah, setting him on the counter before I grabbed the phone. I heard the other end ring two times before Maddie picked up. “Hola, Trousdale residence.” Her voice cooed, and I smiled. “Hey chica, is everyone over there.” “As in my brothers yes.” I smiled, and covered the mouthpiece. “Hey Noah, wanna meet a new friend.” Noah nodded, so I uncovered the mouthpiece. “Maddie, do ya think if I bring Noah over he can hang with Stevie?” “Sure, he’s uber bored right now anyway.” I smiled, and said, “Be over soon.” Before hanging up.

Ten minutes later, I was knocking on Maddie’s door. She opened it with a flourish, and I saw Stevie right behind her. “Hey guys.” I said, said, bringing Noah into the house. “Hello.” I heard Greg yell from the kitchen, so I raised an eyebrow. “He’s only here for a while.” I nodded, and said to Noah, “Noah, why don’t you go hang with Stevie.” Stevie smiled, and grabbed Noah’s hand, leading him upstairs. I laughed, and turned to Maddie. She smiled, and led me to the kitchen, where sure enough, Greg was sitting. I smiled at him before going to the fridge and pulling out a juice box. Maddie and Greg were talking quietly, so I slipped out the front door, and went back to my house. Pete raised his eyebrows at me as I trudged to my room. Julieanna looked up as I passed, and I sighed. “What’s up?” She said, following me to my room. “I dunno.” I said, pressing my head against the window. “Okay. I’m in my room if you want to talk.” I nodded, and walked away from the window. The bed dipped slightly as I sat on it, drawing my guitar over to me. I began to strum random chords, finally deciding on a song:


Oh oh Oh oh Oh, Oh oh Oh oh Oh,
Oh oh Oh oh Oh, Oh oh Oh oh Oh,
Oh oh Oh oh Oh, Oh oh Oh oh Oh.

In the beginning, I tried to warn you
You play with fire, it's gonna burn you
And here we are now, same situation
You never listen, I never listen
Now I am thinking of a way that I can make an escape
It's got me caught up in a web and my hearts the prey
Do you really wanna throw your heart away, away, away?

Everybody's hurt somebody before
Everybody's been wound by somebody before
You can change but you'll always come back for more
It's a game and we are all just victims of love.
Don't try to fight it, victims of love
You can't decide it, victims of love
Oh oh Oh oh Oh, victims of love
Oh oh Oh oh Oh.

Now you've back tracked, you're running away
'cause it just happened again and you just want it to end
You're trying your best not to let yourself go cold, so cold.
Now you think about the things you thought you wanted to say
But when you open up your mouth it don't come out that way
Are you really gonna throw your heart away, away, away?

Everybody's hurt somebody before
Everybody's been wound by somebody before
You can change but you'll always come back for more
It's a game and we are all just victims of love.
Don't try to fight it, victims of love
You can't decide it, victims of love
Oh oh Oh oh Oh, victims of love
Oh oh Oh oh Oh, victims of love.

In the beginning, I tried to warn you
You play with fire, it's gonna burn you
And here we are now, same situation,
You never listen, I never listen

Everybody's hurt somebody before
Everybody's been wound by somebody before
You can change but you'll always come back for more
It's a game and we are all just victims of love.

Everybody's hurt somebody before
Everybody's been wound by somebody before
You can change but you'll always come back for more
It's a game and we are all just victims of love.

Don't try to fight it, victims of love
You can't decide it, victims of love
Oh oh Oh oh Oh, victims of love
Oh oh Oh oh Oh, victims of love.

I heard someone cough, and I looked up to see Patrick. “Hey Pat.” I said, putting my guitar aside. The thing was my baby, and I treated it with care. Patrick sat down beside me, and I smiled. “Having fun singing to me?” he asked, smiling at me. “You were there the entire time.” I said, blushing. “Yep, and you sing pretty good.” He said, nudging my ribs. I smiled, and hopped off the bed, running down the stairs. Patrick laughed, and I smiled, searching for Pete. I found him in the living room, playing with Skipper. I smiled, and said, “Pete, I’ma go to bed now okay.” “Sure night cuz.” I nodded, and went back upstairs, and went to bed.

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.