27|SURPRISE SURPRISE*

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Its performance day and we are performing a mashup of songs. We get to the arena and it's huge. We start practicing and I'm supposed to be performing the new song I wrote, Zombie today.

I'm looking at the schedule of the songs and the rehearsal so their singing Chop Suey! and were doing Nothing Else Matters, since thats the only song that my vocals are capable of singing. I also just played that the other day so I think i'm good.

Me and my band are rehearsing "Start off with Zombie okay guys so we can ace this shit"

"Why because dreamy Dave is coming to see you" Charlie says "Oh shut it Charles"

"Hey...no government names"

"Wait that Dave guy is coming...while Kirk is here? Oh there's totally gonna be some juicy shit going down today".

"Alright enough lets start"

I start with my guitar, then Charlie and Bobs joins in, as so as Nicole. After the beginning part I start to sing the beginning.

Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
And the violence caused such silence
Who are we mistaken?

But you see, it's not me
It's not my family
In your head, in your head, they are fighting
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head, they are crying

I start with the chorus and I begin to sing snd strum my guitar more. I sing my heart out, we sound so great. My foot taps, I move my head as I tap my foot. Jason and the rest of the boys are getting their instruments together as they hear us play.

In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What's in your head, in your head?
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie-ie, oh

Do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do

Another mother's breaking
Heart is taking over
When the violence causes silence
We must be mistaken

It's the same old theme
Since nineteen-sixteen
In your head, in your head, they're still fighting
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head, they are dying

In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What's in your head, in your head?
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie-ie
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, eh-eh oh, ya-ya

We sing together and we sound amazing. We finish the song, after we play they all started cheering "Fuck yeah" I say giving them all high fives. Out of nowhere I hear slow clapping "Just as beautiful as when I heard it the first time" I hear, I gasp as I recognize that voice. I tuen around and there he is.

My sexy ginger nugget.

I run to him, jumping in his arms. "Hey Ab! I missed you so fucking much"

 "Hey Ab! I missed you so fucking much"

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