"What's going on?" He said confused. Figures. I haven't seen any of the guys, since Corbyn went missing, since he broke up with me, since he left the band.
"Sit down." I gestured to the couch. Daniel did as I asked.
"Two weeks ago, the day after the album release party, I came home from physical therapy to find a note on the fridge. It was in Corbyn's messy hand writing and it said "the tapes, in the bedroom." I went to the bedroom and found 100 cassette tapes under the bed. The twist is, only two of the tapes had recordings on it. And when I did a recount of the tapes, there wasn't 100, there was 99. Tapes aren't sold in packs of 99 and no one deliberately buys 99 tapes. Where's the other one?" I finished my explanation.
Daniel thought for a second then said, "what do the tapes look like?"
"They're small, about this big," I made a rectangle shape with my fingers. "And dark grey with white circles. Why?"
"Wait one second." Daniel quickly walked upstairs and two minutes later came back downstairs holding something in his hand. "Like this?"
I nodded my head very quickly and reached for the tape he was holding. I took a deep breath. "Where did you get this?"
"Corbyn gave it to me the night of the album release, right before he left my house."
I nodded. "We have to listen to it. I have a MP3 player in my bag. I brought it with me just in case." I pulled out the player and inserted the tape. I took another deep breath.
"Time to find Corbyn." Daniel said. I pressed play.
"Hey Y/n and Daniel, I assume you are the people listening to this..." Corbyn's voice came through the player.
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Until Next Time: Sequel to It All Starts In Middle School
FanfictionRead "It All Starts In Middle School" for this story to make more sense. Due to a devastating plane crash, Y/n is stuck in a coma and Corbyn doesn't know when she will wake up. He begins to record daily recollections and stories on a tape recorder...
