I Lost My Laughter{Joe Jonas}Can You Bring It Back?{00}

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Well, this one's kind of short.
But, whatevers.

{04} Reading Lesson

I felt like I was being watched.

All during Lucy's reading I felt eyes on me.

It was an incredibley awkward feeling, plus I didn't know who was watching me.

Knowing my luck, it was the entire clergy whispering nasty things about my hair, but after I received Lucy's leavings for me the feeling of being watched disappeared.

It was truly the weirdest sensation of my life.

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"Lucy," I whispered to my best friend. "Who are you texting?! Mr. O'Malley seems to know that you're not paying attention... AGAIN!"

She glanced at me. "Serena, my dear, you worry too much. Plus, it's none of YOUR busisness whom I've been contacting lately."

I glared at her, it was the first time she was ever rude to me without a joking look on her face.

That day was Monday May tenth, two days after the Jonas Brothers meet and greet.

I never looked into that fact before I read IT.

The blue notebook left for me left by Miss Rude Texter herself, Lucy Lennox.

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Hey Serena,
Sorry to leave you abruptly, but what's done is done. It just kind of happened I suppose. You'll find out later.

I do owe you explanations though, lots of explanations.

Like, my bitchiness after the meet and greet, well, I kinda sorta was keeping in contact with a specific Jonas Brother, who will remain nameless.

Plus, thr fact I ate your blueberry muffin in sixth grade, sorry, but it tasted so good!

And, my death, I'm not completely unhappy, just not completely satisfied.

Happens to a few of us I suppose.

But, now to the fun part, a treasure hunt.

A treasure hunt with a hot rockstar, whose older brother hid my box, remember "the box?", the box from the meet and greet. Yes, it's not in Joseph's hands, it's buried, or floating, or in a crack someplace. I really don't know. (Well, I do, but...)

Yet, to help you out, here's task number one:
Call 505-5555 and ask for Paul Bunyan, they'll give you the details on your next task. Oh yeah, and there's random notes, photos, and memories in this book to help you out!

Good luck lovie!

Say hi... and bye to Joe for me.
Please?

xoxo
Lucy Marie Lennox
June 27th, 2008.

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I looked at the journal entry in shock, a treasure hunt?! With this random goregous guy with whom my best friend was probably communicating?! Tasks?!

Plus, the date.

Two days before she died.

Two very short days.

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Author Time: I KNOW IT WAS SHORT! It was going to be longer, but I wanted to update, plus it seemed right to end it there did it not?
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