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Finally, here it is. My new fiction. Enjoy.

This was going to be awesome.
The same thought went through my head for about the thousandth time. I was finally going zip lining. Probably one of the more moderate activities on my bucket list, but I'm still insanely excited.
At last the instructor gave me the okay, and i pushed off the ledge with as much force as I could muster.
"Woo!" I screamed as I flew over the tree tops. This was great. Nothing could bring me down. I was lost in the moment of exhilaration.
Suddenly, there was a loud snap. My screams of excitement quickly became screams of terror. I wasn't flying any more, I was falling. Crashing down into the dirt faster than I'd been going on the zip line just moments before. I hit the ground, and the world went black.

My vision blurred with picture of my life. That kid from middle school who hated me. That cute boy from my science class. My family at a picnic from when I was real little.

We are the ones mocked.
We are the ones called crazy.
We are the ones left to ourselves.
We are the ones who are unafraid.
We are the different ones.
The ones who imagine.
The ones who believe.

We are tomorrow's drug
For the ones who wish they were us.

What do you think?

Don't let the bed bugs bite
Sleep tight, and sweet dreams.
-Waterfall Bomb

(Three Years Later)
Our first tour as Drop-Dead Lovers had went well. We were still on the road when we completed our online high school courses. Obviously, college wasn't necessary. All our time is being focused on our seconds album to be titled Carnation Poison. The release should be here for the new year, and our ever growing fan-base can't wait.
Kat and I have remained close, but have yet to talk about marriage or children. I'm pretty sure we'll end up together, and I want a kid. I think Kat would like a kid too, not yet of course, we're still much too young.
Leo and John have dabbled with love as well. It seems Leo has fallen for an old friend from California.And John, well, who knows about him. He's definitely ready, but can't seem to find quite the right person for himself.

"Perfect!", "Wow!", "Awesome!", "You did great!" Were just some of the compliments we received upon going back stage. I was barely out of view of the crowd when Frank tackled me in a hug. Ray and Mikey took down Leo and John after they put down their instruments. Kat got ff easy with a bear hug from Lindsey, Alicia, Christa, and Jamia.
We had some time to calm down before fans with VIP passes could come back and meet us.
The fans were great. They expressed love for all of us, and many thanks for doing what we do. It was kind of weird because it was only our first concert, and I didn't think we'd done much at all yet.
After the final fan left we were exhausted. Frank and Lindsey had already left to put their children to bed. Mikey stayed to again tell us what a great job we'd done, and bid us good luck on the rest of our tour. Ray and Christa stayed as well, but that was expected considering they'd be n the journey with us.

(One month later)
Over a million online hits, and countless iTunes downloads later, it was time to tour. Tickets sold like hot cakes, and our first show had sold out.
For our first show I personally requested that it be as close to Newark as possible. Luckily there was a theater there, not very big, but it didn't matter. That's where we are now. Preparing for our first show. Frank, Ray, Mikey, their wives and children, and even Lindsey and Bandit came out just for the occasion.
Personally I was on edge. In an hour I was expected to be standing on that stage, singing my heart out. I can understand why so many musicians turn to drugs and alcohol to keep calm.
"Trust me, if you're high on drugs like me and my brother were our first show you won't remember any of it. You're definitely going to want to remember this." Mikey explained for about the thousandth time.
I'd given up on answering him. I knew he was right, but what if I mess up? I don't want to remember that.

Around my neck
I place a necklace
Not my favorite
In fact I hate it
It doesn't much matter
This is the last time I'll ever see it
Just one step
From this Heaven's Hell
Everything from here will be better
A true paradise
It's waiting for me
I take the step
My final step
Closing my throat
I try to scream
Nothing
Hands grasp my throat
Mouth gaping for air
Finally darkness succeeds
Moments pass
Only darkness
That's when I see it
A candles light
Small but warm
I reach out for it
Grab it
It doesn't burn
But rather envelopes me
Surrounds me with warmth
Whispers safety
I open my eyes to see
Darkness again
Where am I
What have I done?
This can't be happening
Not again
I promised myself never
Never could it get worse
I'd just made it all right
How could this be?
I frantically wail
That's what they expected
I have to get away
These people frighten me
They reach for me
Force me back into the world
Still wailing
Fighting as best I can

"Now for the newest thing in Alternative: Drop-Dead Lovers playing Heroes Become Angels." The B104 announcer boomed.
This was it. A few thousand listeners from across the United States were now listening to our music. It was nerve racking and unbelievably awesome at the same time.
When the song came to a close the announcer was back talking with a listeners.
"That song was awesome!" The female fan exclaimed. "Do you have anything else by them?"
"Sure thing. Here's Colored Lies by Drop-Dead Lovers again."
Wow! Two of our songs in a row! That's just on one American radio station. There's thousands of stations across the globe that could be sharing our music.
Celebrations were all around me. Leo, John, and Kat were dancing with Ray, and Frank. Christa, and Jamia were ecstatic as well. Soon enough I was jumping with them all.
It wasn't until the phone rang that we all calmed down some.
"Hello?"
I said into the phone.
"Congratulations!" It was Mikey.

(Two months later)
The night before the release of our first album, Dreams From Beyond The Gates, and I'm on my way to the hospital.
Ray had got a call from Mikey, Alicia's water broke and she went into labor. Now Ray was driving Christa and I to the hospital to see the new born baby. Frank, Jamia, and Lindsey were coming too.

When we finally got to the hospital it was only minutes before midnight. We were directed to a room in the delivery section of the hospital. Ray knocked on the door with the room number we were told to go to on it.
"Come on in." We heard Mikey's voice call from inside the room.
We all walked into the room. Alicia was in the bed cradling a tiny baby wrapped in a pink blanket. Mikey was sitting on the edge of the bed with one arm around Alicia, and his other hand stroking his babies cheek. It was a beautiful scene, almost like you'd see in a movie.
A chorus of "Aw's" escaped from us all in near unison. "What's her name?" Lindsey was first to ask.

Hello my fellow killjoys. How have you all been the past few days. I haven't been here. Had a business competition. It was a lot of fun, didn't win, but I still had fun and learned some things. In the end that's all that really matters. Although it would have been nice to be able to go to Utah. I hope you've all been good. Currently I'm kind of bored, so if anyone would like to chat feel free to message me. I always love talking with the wonderful people one here. The fact that the My Chemical Romance site has Zone 6 is probably one of my favorite things about the band. Just the fact that they have a great way for us to connect to one another is great. So, yeah, please message me and rescue me from my boredom.

Barely a week later, we were in that studio. Playing for Brian. He was just as amazed as Mikey, Frank, and Ray had been.
"Drop-Dead Lovers are going to be big." Brian told us after we finished playing for him.
With the biggest smiles on our faces we all thanked him.
I was the first to ask the question we all wanted answered. "How long until we can put out an album?"
There was only a little less than two months before school began. Leo, John, Kat, and I all convinced our parents to let us do cyber school if we could get an album out before then.
"Seeing that you already have the music part of the album complete, it can be done within the next couple of months."
Brian answered.
At that our happiness levels near exploded. We managed to remain pretty professional looking though.
It seemed Brian picked up on our excitement. "Don't worry." He chuckled. "You can party right after you sign some papers. Your parents will have to sign some too."