Peyton's point of view: My dad had to head back to the base tonight so they could deploy him tomorrow. I hated it. I stood in the doorway and my dad turned to me,"Peyt I know you hate seeing me go all the time but I got to son." I nodded,"I know dad. It's just hard. I mean we never know if you're coming back alive or not and it sucks." My dad turned to me,"I promise you I will come back alive son." I shook my head,"You can't make that promise if you don't know if you can keep it dad." He sighed and put one hand on my shoulder,"You're right son. But I do know that I love your mother and I love you and your brother and sister and I will try my **** hardest to come back to y'all." I nodded,"I know dad it's just...I hate it. I hate how they always have to ruin things. You won't get to see me play this year. **** you've never seen me play any of the sports I play! You swore to me last year that you would try to come to a few games this year! You missed soccer and track and now all thats left is baseball and now you're gonna miss those ****ing games as well!!" My dad looked at me and calmly said,"Son I know you're upset and I know I've said that I'll come to games but son I promise you I will one day." I stayed quiet and dad finished up packing and I followed him downstairs to where mom, Brianna, and Garrett were waiting for him. Brianna, Garrett, and I hugged our dad goodbye and mom drove him up to the base. I grabbed my keys and turned to Garrett,"I'm gonna go see Logan. I gotta tell him something." Garrett nodded and waved me off and I headed over. I finally got there and knocked on his door. He came to the door and said,"Dude what's up twitch? You just get back home?" I nod,"Yeah man I actually have to tell you something." He nods and comes outside and says,"Alright what's up?" I take a deep breath,"I know who ****ed with Keeley before I left." He tensed up and through gritted teeth he says,"Who?! I'll kill that mother ****ing *******." I took a deep breath, "Me."
Logan's point of view: What the ****?!?!!!?!?!!!?!!?! My best friend ****ed my god **** girlfriend! I stared at him. I couldn't hate him. He was my best friend but I could punch the god **** ******* in his mother ****ing face. He calmly stepped towards me,"Look man I'm sorry. I was way too drunk and I'm sorry. If you wanna hit me go ahead I won't fight back. I deserve it." I scoffed,"Yeah you do deserve it.........but I'm not gonna do it. I've cheated on Keeley too many times. **** I've ****ed with so many girls at my parties while she was there but she was always talking with you." He stepped toward,"Logan I'm sorry. I had no idea it happened until she told me the next day." I scoffed at him,"Yeah right. Peyton even when you're drunk off your mother ****ing *** you still know what the **** is going on!! Don't you ****ing lie to me!!" His voice started rising now,"I'm not ****ing lying!! At your god **** party before I left I had 3 ****ing beers and some vodka! Keeley had a beer and a vodka! I almost ****ing passed out and all I remember is Keeley and I were making out while you were ****ing some girls upstairs and the next day Keeley told me what happened and what all we did!!! If you don't believe me ask her!!" I stepped towards him and punched and kicked the ****ing **** out of him. He didn't fight back though. I finally grabbed him up and pinned him against the wall,"You're still my best friend but if you pull something like that again I will kill you. You can have Keeley I never loved her. She would never **** with me. I guess I know why now. She loves you." I let go of him and he just shook his head,"Logan I'm sorry." I shrug,"It's alright now. So...I saw your mom and dad headed to town..what's going on?" He sighed and looked me right in the eye,"My dad is getting deployed again." I look at him shocked,"Dude why didn't you ****ing tell me?! I could've beaten your *** some other time." He sighed and shook his head,"It wasn't important. I gotta go man. Again I'm really sorry."
Peyton's point of view: A week has passed since my dad got deployed and since I told Logan I accidentally ****ed with his girl. Keeley and I started getting closer to each other. I don't know if it was because we ****ed or if it was just because we were both starting to fall in love but I liked it. I was happy. Logan and I are back to being superman and twitch which is great but sometimes I just want to be by myself so I can work on playing my guitar some. Like today, I was in my room playing my guitar and the phone rang downstairs. I heard my mom pick it up but before she did I looked at the caller ID. It was an army number and that meant it was dad calling to check up on us. I resumed playing my guitar for about ten minutes when my brother came in. I looked up at him to say something when I saw the look on his face. I quickly said,"Garrett what's wrong?!" Garrett tried to speak but no words came out. His breaths were coming out very raggedly and he finally said,"Peyton dad's dead."
Peyton's point of view: I stopped playing my guitar and stared at Garrett. What the **** did he just say?! I finally spoke,"What the **** did you just say?!" He sighed and said,"The army just called and said that dad got hurt really bad and they don't know if he will make it through." I shake my head and put my guitar down and start walking downstairs with Garrett behind me,"There's no way it can be dad. He's always careful. Always." We got downstairs to where my mom was and she was in tears. Garrett and I went over to her and hugged her. That was all we could do. I didn't know what to say to my mom. My parents loved each other and they loved us and now we were probably going to lose one of the most important people in our lives. ~*~*~*~ 1 week later ~*~*~*~ We still didn't know about dad and they kept telling us to just go on like he was dead. My mom was trying to go on like it wasn't the end of the world but I knew that in her mind it was because she was afraid she had lost the who she was destined to be with. She cried whenever she thought that we didn't know but in all honesty we knew. **** we all cried. There are so many things I could've done better. I could have listened to my dad more instead of being rebellious and thinking that I knew more than him. Truth is I'd be lost without my dad. I wouldn't know who to talk to anymore. I can't talk to my mom about things that I talk to my dad about because it would just be awkward and Garrett wasn't any help since he had the same questions. We were sitting at the dinner table and mom was trying to make us all feel better but truth is I just wanted to die. I wanted to know if my dad was ok and they wouldn't even tell us if he was or wasn't. Mom looked at us with tears in her eyes and quietly said,"We're gonna be ok kids. No matter what we still have each other and your dad would want us to be strong." We just nodded and after a few minutes I stopped eating and put my elbows on the table with my hands up to my face and quietly said,"I wish I would have been a better son."
Garrett's point of view: "I wish I would have been a better son." Hearing my brother say those words made me feel worse than I already did. Mom got up from where she was sitting and went to Peyton and hugged him. I didn't know what to do. I mean this was my older brother. The guy I looked up to. The guy that I wanted to be like. Peyton shook his head,"I wish I would have listened to him on a lot of things." Mom kissed the top of Peyton's head,"Peyt it's not your fault. These things happen." I could see mom was about to cry so I got up and hugged mom and Brianna came over and hugged Peyton. This was probably the worst day any of us have ever faced. Peyton, Brianna, and I were afraid of losing our dad and mom was afraid of losing the one she truly loved. Mom cleared her throat and I let go and went to my seat and sat down and Brianna did to. Peyton just looked at his food and pushed it away from him. Mom looked at him and said,"Peyt you need to eat." Peyton just shook his head and barely above a whisper said,"I'm not hungry. May I be excused?" I looked across the table at Peyton and his eyes just looked dead. It seemed like in his mind dad was already dead so there was really no point in anything. I looked over at mom and she sighed and said,"Ok Peyton. Just put your plate in the sink." Peyton got up without a word and grabbed his plate and took it in the kitchen. A few minutes later we heard his door shut. I knew Peyton. Better than anyone. He had stopped cutting himself and he wasn't going back to that anytime soon. But one thing that always made him feel just a little better was playing guitar.
Peyton's point of view: Music. It's like a gateway to the soul. It's better than a mirror because with music you can actually get people to feel what you are feeling. Thats how I viewed music and that's how dad viewed it. Dad and I always played guitar together. Our basement in our house was full of guitars and equipment. I grabbed up my guitar and went back downstairs and into the basement. Thanks to dad I could play guitar and piano but guitar would always be my favorite instrument. I sat down at the piano that we had down in the basement and started playing and then I started to play David Cook's song Permanent and then I started to sing: Is this the moment where I look you in the eye? Forgive my broken promise that you'll never see me cry And everything, it will surely change even if I tell you I won't go away today Will you think that you're all alone When no one's there to hold your hand? And all you know seems so far away and everything is temporary rest your head I'm permanent I know he's living in hell every single day And so I ask oh god is there some way for me to take his place And when they say it's all touch and go I wish I could make it go away But still you say Will you think that you're all alone when no one's there to hold your hand? When all you know seems so far away and everything is temporary, rest your head I'm permanent I'm permanent Is the moment where I look you in the eye? Forgive my promise that you'll never see me cry As soon as the last note faded I started to cry. I couldn't help it. My dad was my hero. He was invincible to me and now he's gone...well possibly gone. I jumped up from the piano knocking the bench over and in a blinding rage of pain I grabbed up my guitar that my dad had bought me three years ago and just smashed it against the wall. I didn't care. My music is dead now.
Garrett's point of view: By the time I finished eating I heard Peyton playing the piano. That was something he hasn't done in a long time. Peyton was a great guitar player but he was an even better piano player. I guess it's because with piano you make what you're feeling really stand out to people. I had just gotten to the door of the basement when I heard something smash against the wall. I threw open the door and ran down the stairs to see what was wrong and I saw the guitar that dad had bought Peyton three years ago had been smashed against the wall. I sighed,"Peyt man are you alright." He shrugged,"Yeah. I'll be ok." I shook my head and went over there and helped him pick up the bench and the broken guitar,"Peyton dad is gonna be ok. You'll see. Come on man. Let's just play some guitar and you'll be better." He looked around the room at the other guitars and his eyes clouded with anger,"I'm quitting music. At least until if I know dad will be alright or not." I shook my head. My brother is the most hardheaded person I have ever known. I looked up at him,"You're not going to stop playing. I refuse to let you stop doing the ONE thing that you love to do!! You have NEVER been a quitter and I'll be ***ned if you start now!!" He stared at me like what the ****?! I glared at him and said,"Yeah I know. Shocking that I would actually say something like that to you! If you stop acting like a child and start acting like an older brother then I wouldn't have to do this!" I got up quickly causing the bench to fall over again and I just left it there. I walked to the stairs and turned back and said,"You know you wouldn't be acting like this if dad was here." And with that I walked back up the stairs and shut the door behind me. I'll be ***ned if my brother acts like a little kid.
Peyton's point of view: We waited for another week and they finally told us that my dad would be fine and that they didn't tell us for so long because they needed to observe him for any other things they might have missed. They sent dad to the hospital here and mom and Garrett and Brianna visited him but I didn't. I was afraid. Of what? I couldn't tell you because I didn't know. It had been two weeks now since my dad got home and I had missed a week of school. I was on my computer looking at all the videos of me playing guitar and piano and singing. I hated not playing anymore but it just didn't feel right. I heard a knock on my door and I turned around and saw my mom. She had a worried look on her face and I sighed and said,"Mom I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me." She came in my room and sat on my bed,"Peyton you haven't gone to school in a week and you haven't visited your dad at all in the hospital." I shrugged and was about to start deleting videos of me playing and singing when my mom said,"Peyton Alexander McGee. You will NOT delete those videos of you playing. You WILL go see your dad now!" I sighed and shut my laptop,"Fine. I'll go see him." I walked downstairs and grabbed my jacket and keys. I wanted to see my dad but I was afraid of him being disappointed in me for giving up music. I got in my car and drove to the hospital. It was a long drive but it gave me time to think. I finally got to the hospital and I went and asked the lady at the desk where my dads room was and she pointed the way for me. I slowly walked to his room and when I got to the door I took a deep, slow breath and knocked.
Peyton's point of view: I heard a voice from inside say,"Come in." I took another deep breath and walked in and whispered,"Hey dad." The look on dad's face basically told me he knew what happened. ****. Dad looked at me and calmly said,"Peyton sit down. We should discuss your behavior." I sit down in the chair and lower my head,"I know dad and I'm sorry. I was just upset." Dad sighed,"Peyton look at me." I looked up and he continued,"You're the oldest. You shouldn't be acting like a little kid. And now you giving up music? **** no! You will not give up the one thing that you are passionate about! I don't care that you completely smashed the guitar, which was uncalled for, but I do care that you're throwing away your passion. Peyton you will regret it." I nodded,"I know dad I'm sorry. I was upset and I didn't know how in the **** I was supposed to deal with the fact that I could have been losing my dad." My dad shook his head,"Peyton you're not understanding what I'm telling you. I've had enough of this **** you keep doing! That's why your mom and I decided that you will go live with your moms brother in Texas."
Zack's point of view: I didn't want to have to send my son to his uncle's place in Texas but he gave me no choice. I'm gonna give him one more chance but if he doesn't straighten up his behavior and get back to music he's going to have to go. Peyton just stared at me and finally said,"Dad you can't send me to Texas!" I shook my head. I was a little aggravated with him and he was my own son. I looked at him and said,"You get back to your music and I'll see if you need to go or not. And if you do have to go it's either Texas or Pennsylvania. I don't want to have to send you away just so you can get your music back on track but I will if I have to." Peyton nodded his head and mumbled,"Sorry dad." I sighed. This kid of mine is way too much like me. Now I know why my mom always told me that if I have kids then she hopes at least one of them acts just like me. Peyton got up and walked to the door and then turned back around to face me. He looked so much like his mom. Especially when he regretted something. Peyton spoke up and said,"I really am sorry dad." I nodded. I could never be really and truly mad at him. He was my son. He was a teenager. He is going to make mistakes regardless. I finally said,"It's ok son. Try to get back to your music though."
Peyton's point of view: Holy ****! My dad was giving me another chance and all I had to do was....play my music again. ****. I walked out of the hospital and got back in my car. I had to call somebody. I needed somebody that would help me get back to my music and get me passionate about it again. I went through the list of names. Logan? **** no. He was my friend and all but he was shallower than a **** puddle. Garrett? Maybe. He was my brother and he called me out on stupid ****. Keeley? Well I still haven't talked to her since I got back.. Then there was Kate. I always played better with her around but we haven't talked since the breakup. **** this was gonna be hard. I pulled out of the parking lot of the hospital and started driving. I had no idea where I was driving to but I just needed to drive. I wound up driving to Keeley's house. I needed to talk to her anyway.
Keeley's point of view: I was in my room when I heard someone pulling into my driveway. I got up and looked out the window and saw that it was Peyton. I waited to see what he was doing and saw him get out of his car. He started walking to the door so I went downstairs to open the door for him. I got to the door just as he knocked and I opened it and looked at him very confused and said,"What are you doing here Peyton?" He looked at me with his beyond beautiful blue eyes and said,"Keels I need your help." I look at him confused,"Help with what Peyton?" He sighed and leaned against the door frame,"I need your help to get me back to playing music again." My eyes widened,"You quit your music?!" He sighed and nodded his head,"Yeah I had quit because I didn't know if my dad would be ok or not and now that he is ok I still didn't want to go back to music right away but he found out and told me that if I don't get my music back on track then he's going to send me to Texas or Pennsylvania so I can get my passion for music back." I nodded soaking it all in and said,"Alright come on in then Peyton. You have a lot of work to do if you don't want to go to Texas or Pennsylvania." He smiled his gorgeous smile and said,"Thanks Keels." He came in and walked over to the piano that we have and sat down and started playing. Everytime he started a song he would always stop and start over or just do a different song. It was obvious that his passion for music was gone by the way he played. He always played like the only thing that mattered was music and music was the only thing that would keep him alive. I finally had to go over to the couch and lay down so I could give him some space. *~*~*~*~*3 hours later*~*~*~*~* I don't remember falling asleep but when I woke up I heard Peyton playing. I looked over at him and I saw Peyton playing like music was all that life had to offer. This is what made him happy. Peyton played the last note and looked over at me and smiled and said,"I think I have my passion back." I smiled back at him and went to the piano and sat down on the bench beside him and softly said,"Peyton you never lost your passion you just temporarily misplaced it." He softly laughed and put his forehead against mine and whispered,"I have my passion back because I have new inspiration." I looked up into his blue eyes which were looking right at me. My heart started pounding so hard. I whispered,"And who or what is your new inspiration?" He smiled and bent his head closer and said,"Oh you know just some girl. She's very pretty. She has the prettiest blue eyes I've ever seen and the most amazing blonde hair and her smile is just breathtaking and when she laughs it sounds like an angel. She's the girl of my dreams and she's my inspiration." My heartbeat got steadily faster. God why was Peyton so **** amazing?! His lips got closer to mine and when they were less than an inch apart he whispered,"My inspiration is you Keeley." Then he closed the gap between us and kissed me. His lips were just amazing. He didn't try to rush or be aggressive. He just took his time. He finally pulled away and smiled at me and said,"Do you want me to play a song for you. You can choose." I nod my head and put my head on his shoulder,"Can you play Hymn for the Missing by Red?" He kissed the top of my head and started to play Hymn for the Missing by Red and then he started to sing: I tried to walk together But the night was growing dark Thought you were beside me But I reached and you were gone Sometimes I hear you calling From some lost and distant shore I hear you crying softly for the way it was before Where are you now? Are you lost? Will I find you again? Are you alone? Are you afraid? Are you searching for me? Why did you go? I had to stay Now I'm reaching for you Will you wait? will you wait? Will I see you again? You took it with you when you left These scars are just a trace Now it wanders lost and wounded This heart that I misplaced Where are you now? Are you lost? Will I find you again? Are you alone? Are you afraid? Are you searching for me? Why did you go? I had to stay Now I'm reaching for you Will you wait? will you wait? Will I see you again? He continued playing that song for a couple more minutes and he gradually slowed it down and then finished it beautifully. Peyton was a great musician and I loved listening to him play. Peyton looked down at me and said,"I gotta go. It's 2 in the morning." I looked at the clock and my heart fell a little. This moment was so perfect. I didn't want him to go. He stood up and took my hand and I followed him outside. We got to his car and he turned around and put his arms around me and kissed me again and again it was magical. He pulled away and whispered,"Thank you Keeley. You will always be my inspiration." With that he got in his car and drove off leaving me to wonder if there was a chance that we could finally be together.
Peyton's point of view: I spent the whole weekend playing music. I can't believe how much I missed it and how stupid I was for trying to give it up. The next day at school I was siting on top of one of the tables in the courtyard studying over my economics notes when Logan came up. He looked at me and grabbed my notes and said,"I need to talk to you." I look up at him a little ticked off that he took my notes and said,"What do you want Logan?" He sat beside me and said,"I need to know why you didn't come to any of my parties over the weekend." I look at him like he's stupid for even asking that and say,"Well let's see. Friday I was visiting my dad at the hospital and he told me that if I didn't get back on track with my music then he would have to send me to either Texas or Pennsylvania and I spent the rest of the weekend working on getting back to my music. Anymore questions officer Logan?" He gave me a look that said shut the **** up and said,"I was just wondering man. So this weekend you ar-" I look over at him to see why the **** he stopped talking and I saw that he was staring so I followed his gaze and what I saw almost made my heart break from longing...
Peyton's point of view: Her name was Madison Burnley. She was pretty **** fine too. She had reddish-brown hair and light brown eyes that were just gorgeous. She was 5-7 and she stayed quiet a lot but if you got her mad she would let you know what she thought of you real quick. She was hardheaded and strong minded and she would tell you what she thought whether you asked for it or not. Only problem with her is that Logan and I both dated her. She was my first love and all Logan wanted to do was try to get her in bed. Yeah even in 8th grade he was a sex freak. I looked at Logan who in turn looked at me. I glared at him and simply stated,"Leave her alone. I'm going to talk to her first." He laughed and matter-of-factly stated,"**** naw you ain't ****. I got her this time." I grabbed my economics notes from him and before he knew it I had grabbed up my stuff and ran through the throng of people in the courtyard. I heard him yell,"****!" I knew he was probably running after me now but I reached Madison first. She looked at me surprised,"Hi!" I was breathing a little hard from that little sprint. **** I was out of shape. She tried to hold back her laughing so I could catch my breath and when I finally caught it I looked into her eyes,"Remember me Madison?" She looked at me with such intensity that it made my ****ing hormones start going. She gasped and her eyes lit up and she let out a squeal and hugged me,"Ohmygosh!! Peyton!!!! I've missed you so much!! How have you been?!?! We really need to hang out sometime!" I laughed and hugged Madison back,"I've missed you too Madi. I've been pretty good. I know we do need to hang out and hopefully soon. How have you been?" She looked me in the eyes and moved her arms up and put them around my neck,"I've missed talking to you Peyt. I hope you will change that." I put my head against hers and whisper,"I'll do whatever I can do to change that." She laughed so beautifully and hugged me again and let go and said,"**** Peyton you're still a flirt." I laugh and just as I was about to say something Logan comes up behind me,"You **** *******. I'm gonna ****ing kill you." I turn around and Logan pushes me out of the way so he can talk to Madison but she just rolls her eyes at him and looks at me,"See you around Peyton."
Madison's point of view: Oh. My. ****. Peyton was ****ing hot. I mean **** he was hot in 8th grade but now. ****. I shook my head in amazement as I walked through the crowded halls to my next class. All of sudden I heard a squeal behind me and someone say,"Oh. My. Gosh. Madison!!!!" I turned around and saw my best friend Taylor. We were best friends before I left and we kept in touch the three years I was gone. She changed a little bit but not a lot. She was my age, which is 16. She has wavy dirty blonde hair thats medium length, she has very light brown eyes, she's 5'3", popular, head cheerleader, almost everyone likes her, she loves fashion, and she hardly wears makeup. She ran up to me and hugged me and gasped and said,"So I saw you talking with Peyton earlier." I roll my eyes and blush,"So?" She rolled her eyes and giggled,"Are you getting back with him?! I think you should! You two were the most perfect couple in the world!" I laughed and started walking down the hall with Taylor,"I don't know. I want to but I don't know." Taylor rolled her eyes at me,"Yes you do know. You and Peyton were inseparable before he left." I was about to say something when someone's arms wrapped around my waist and a voice said,"Hello again my beautiful Madison."
Peyton's point of view: I was walking down the hall talking to some of the other guys on the baseball team when I saw Madison talking with Taylor. Before I dated Madison I had dated Taylor and so had Logan. I somehow always got the girls that Logan had dated but I didn't mind because I knew that I treated them so much better than Logan. I waved the guys off and ran up behind Madison and wrapped my arms around her. God she was amazing. I got my lips close to her and whispered,"Hello again my beautiful Madison." She turned around and looked like she was about ready to fight whoever did that but when she saw it was me she smiled,"You are such an idiot Peyton." I was about to object to that comment but I thought about it and shrugged my shoulders,"Eh I guess you're right." Madison and Taylor looked at each other and started laughing and I rolled my eyes at them,"Yeah I gotta go...........over there now." I started walking off and Madison pulled my arm,"Don't be a wuss Peyton." I give her a fake hurt expression,"I can't believe you called me a wuss. That's gonna take me 8 years of counseling just to get over." Madison hit my arm,"Stop being such a smart***." I look at her and smile and wink and shake my head,"Tsk tsk. I'm not being a smart***. I am a smart***. Get your facts straight." She hit me again but I knew she was just playing. I looked down the hallway and smiled when I realized something. I looked at Taylor and Madison and said,"My **** class is the other ****ing way. I'm gonna be late now because you two." Taylor giggled and said,"It's not our fault that you act like a complete dumb*** around girls." I look at Taylor with fake shock and hurt and say,"I most certainly am not a dumb***. Take it back." She shook her head and Madison said,"Bye Peyton." I smile and wink at them and wave bye to them and head back down the hall to my class and slide in the doorway just as the bell rings. **** I'm good.
Logan's point of view: The damn ***hole. I saw Madison first so I should get to date her. Of course I could date Taylor again and work my way up to Madison. I never liked any girl I dated. I just wanted to **** them then move on to the next one. Peyton on the other hand stays with a girl until he knows for sure if he loves them or not which in my opinion is a waste of valuable time for well everything. It was 3rd period which meant it was economics class. Peyton and I always skipped economics because Peyton is a ****ing genius and aces that class and I just copy his stuff. I walked down the halls towards the music room since Peyton was always there honing his guitar skills like some kind of Jedi master or something. I rounded the corner and I could hear his guitar. The ******* always had a knack for playing. I walked in the music room and grabbed a chair and turned it around and sat down,"Let's go run some track." He looked up still playing his guitar and said,"Can't. I gotta get better at my playing." I exhale very annoyed and say,"Dude you're playing is ballin alright? Now come on." He stopped playing and took a deep breath,"No Logan. If my playing doesn't improve then my dad is sending me to Texas or Pennsylvania." I scoffed and stood up,"Why don't you get your priorities straight." He put his guitar down and stood up too,"Why don't you ****ing make me."
Peyton's point of view: I have never stood up to Logan before but I was getting tired of his ****. Logan looked at me a little taken aback but then he drops his stuff and grabs me by the shirt,"Listen here you ***k. This is my school. This is my territory. You left which ultimately made me the guy every guy wanted to be and the guy every girl wanted to date. So take your smart*** mouth and shut the ****ing **** up. I run this school and you will always be in my shadow. Got it *****?" I hated him. I knew at that moment that I hated the guy who was supposed to be my best friend. I pretended to shrug it off and when he let go and turned around I threw a punch that connected with his jaw. That punch made the loudest sound I had ever heard. Logan didn't hit the floor like I had wanted him to but he did stagger a bit. I didn't give him time to regain his balance because I knew what would happen if he did. I punched him every chance I got. I hit him in the nose three times, the jaw eight times, the stomach five times, and kneed him in the crotch twice. Yeah you could say I was little tired of all the bull**** he kept giving me. He was on the floor trying to get up and I just grabbed my stuff up and walked to the door and said,"Oh yeah. By the way Logan, I rule this **** school. Go **** yourself." With that I slammed the door to the music room and also on my friendship with Logan. Man, high school is a *****.
Taylor's point of view: I was in class and I was talking to my best friend, Madison. I was so glad to have her back here. Madison and I were discussing whether or not she would get back with Peyton when a new guy came in. Peyton's little sister, Brianna, came over to us and I knew she would Have heard something about this new guy. I look at Brianna and say,"Ok so who's this new guy?" She smiled at us and said,"Well thanks to my super awesome cunning eavesdropping skills I have found out that his name is Zeke. He's 16. He's got golden blonde hair and light brown eyes obviously. He's 6-3. He's friendly, witty, and nice. He runs track and plays soccer and he's a smooth talker with the ladies according the the airheads over there." Madison and I laughed along with Brianna and I looked back at Zeke. He was kinda like Peyton. Athletic and tall and he seemed sweet. I know Madison is my best friend but I also want to be back with Peyton. Maybe I can get Madison with Zeke. Madison's point of view: I have to admit that Zeke guy was pretty cute but I still only want Peyton. The teacher got up and started class but I wasn't paying attention. All I could think about was Peyton. His muscles. His eyes. His voice. His smile. His singing. I loved every little thing about Peyton. I even loved his flaws, that is if he had any flaws. Peyton was perfect. I watched the clock for what seemed like forever while the teacher gave us a lecture on something. The bell finally rang and Taylor and I jumped up from our seats and left the classroom. I started searching through everyone in the hallway trying to find Peyton. I heard Taylor gasp and looked to where she was looking at and I saw Peyton Kissing some girl I had never seen before.
Peyton's point of view: **** I was po'd. I walked out of the school and went down to the track and started running. Running, playing guitar, and.....Kate always calmed me down but Kate calmed me down better than the other things. Kate had always been there for me and I had been a complete *******. I would never get her back and I knew it. I had honestly lost my whole world and now only my music would get me through. I slowed down to a jog and then walk. I always had Madison right? I shook my head and started walking back to the school. I had just entered the building when I saw someone who looked painfully familiar. I started walking fast and then jogging and then running. I guess she heard me running because she turned around and I froze right there. It was her. I couldn't believe it. It was really her. I started walking towards her and she started walking towards me and then she ran to me. Yeah it sounds like a movie but it was real. When she was a few feet away I opened my arms and she came into them and I held her tightly. She was here. With me. I bent my head down and she looked up at me with her beautiful brown eyes and I kissed her lips. I kissed her even when the bell rang. I didn't care. We finally parted and I looked into her eyes and whispered "I love you Kate."