Me & the boy with the IV - Epilogue contest entry

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Me & The Boy With The IV - Epilogue Contest

*~*~* 1 Year Later *~*~*

I'm nearly right...

Not 100% - to be honest, im never going to be that right - but I think im definitely almost at 85!!

The funeral was a couple weeks after he... Erm, left and friends from school had stayed true to their word and helped fund it. Me and Joel's family were really appreciative and I think I even saw Joel's dad drop a few tears... Well, that kind of set me off again, which set off Payton, which seemed to set off Joel's mum. We all stood together in front of the casket and said a small speech.

Payton's made me cry so much. She spoke about how she didn't know how she was ever going to go on without her little but big brother; she was going to miss all the times she would bring home a boyfriend and he take them into the living room to interrogate them. She mentioned a few memories from when they were kids too - like when he was 7, they both had ice creams but Payton dropped her cone and started crying. Instead of laughing like a normal brother would do, he wiped her tears and gave her his. She then went on to say how she was going to look after me, and make sure I continue to dance.

That's another thing as well, I got into Julliard!! I was so pleased.

I wasn't going to go to it at first but Payton, Riley and Sam talked me into it. Carrying on with life made me feel like I was leaving Joel behind and I didn't want to do that but every time I thought about just shutting myself in my room in the pitch black, I kept hearing his voice in my head - almost as if he was there and trying to convince me to go on.

So I went into the audition room and danced my heart away. By the looks on their faces, I was sure I hadn't made it, I felt gutted and worst of all, I felt like I had let Joel down.

A few weeks after though, I got a letter in the post, it had 'IMPORTANT' written across the top in bright red block letters. To be honest, the next thing I remember, is waking up on the couch with Joel's family, my dad, Riley and Sam all standing over me, beaming like the just won a gold medal.

So that is how I am here today. Walking down the halls off Julliard, going to my locker to get my bag and head home for the weekend. At first I found it so hard and pressuring but I knew I had to keep going for Joel.

"Lacey!!" I heard someone shout from behind me. I turned around and saw Sam running up to me with a grin on his face. I looked at him confused.

"Sam? What are you doing here? Suddenly realised your ambition is in drama after all?" I grinned at him. Sam was a complete drama queen - king? - and I just know that his secret dream is to get on stage and act, he just needs to find his confidence to do it.

"Oh, har-har! Not!" He smiled. "No, I wanted to tell you, I saw your dad today, when I was walking to meet my mum, he asked if I was seeing you at all today and obviously I told him yes because, you know, we seem to see each other every night. I don't actually know why that is, do you? I mean-" I cut him off.

"Sam!! Whoa, please. Just get to the point." I didn't need to be getting onto that subject just yet!! I couldn't admit it to myself this early on why I was spending so much time with him.

"Oh yeah, sorry! Ha. Anyway, so I told him yes I was, and he was like 'great, can you please tell her I might be a little late home tonight but no parties! And Rebecca will be here at about 12 tomorrow afternoon.'" Sam tried to mimic my dads voice - perfectly failing. "So that means that me and you are gunna be having our own little party of our own tonight!" He grinned mischievously.

"What? Er, I don't think so. You just said that my dad said 'no parties', which means there will be no parties." I said sternly. We had reached my locker now and I was pulling out my jacket along with my dance bag.