***AUTHORESS NOTES*** I am on an updating knack. So far, in this last few weeks, I have an interesting variety done- Tell Me Why, Sapphire Sunsets, Love is Fate, Team Rocket Strikes Back and this. Wow, I'm shocking! Well, anyways, I'm SOOOOO sorry that this hasn't been updated in so long! It's my fault. So here is chapter 10... <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Chapter 10: Sea of Black It had been a week. A week since a truce was made, a week since the suspect had gotten away. And it was time for the thing Apryl was dreading. Jenn's funeral. She was almost late, but she would've given anything to be later. She didn't want to see all of the crying eyes. Jenn's teachers, her sophmore buddies, her new boyfriend, her next-door neighbor Ash... Everyone was crying for her. "This is so weird," she said, once she found Bobby. "I know. I can practically hear her saying how touched she is that everyone is crying for her." "Yeah, that's exactly what Jenn would do." "It's hard to believe she's gone," said someone behind us. "Oh, hi, Trent," I greeted one of Jenn's closest grade level friends. "Yeah, it is weird. Every night, I wake up at 3:30 waiting for my cell to ring and her to call." "Every class I had with her, I'll look at her chair. In Language Arts, I'll be waiting for her to complain about her hair and in science, I'll be waiting for her to announce what boy she likes. And in Social Studies, I just wait for her to talk to every person in the room, whether she knows them or not." "It's hard to get used to," remarked Bobby. "Can we start now?" called the eldery, ornery guy that had been hired to talk. Bobby, Trent and I sat down together, next to Jenn's friends Cole, Aleena, Vicky, Chloe, May, Christine and Amber. "Hey, did either of you get a drink?" Trent whispered to us. I shook my head. "That's weird. I had one waiting for me." "That IS weird," I agreed. I looked on the stage. Wouldn't Jenn be happy to know that the boy she liked ever since she came to Kanto (Adam Sutton) was giving her the first eulogy. "Jenn was honestly one of the greatest girls I'll probably ever know..." started Adam and I grinned, thinking about the ecstatic squeals Jenn would have if she had been alive to hear this. Trent wobbled in the seat next to me and I was wondering if maybe being here, at his friend's funeral, was too much for him. Was he about to faint? "Trent? Are you okay?" I whispered. He didn't seem to be understanding what I was saying at all. "Bobby?" I whispered, turning to the ther seat next to me. "What, Apryl?" he asked, irritated. "Go get the doctor around here. I think Trent's about to faint." And so Bobby got up, leaving me worried and afraid. I put my hand on his forehead. "Holy crap, he's freezing!" I whispered to myself, then I wondered why. "Jenn?" he muttered gruffly. "Can you check about turning the heat down? It must be a hundred degrees in here." He was delusional. That was my first thought. It never occured to me that his drink had been spiked with something, like Jenn's and my own's had at the movies when Jenn had sang "I'm a Little Teapot" in the middle of the theater. "Trent? This isn't Jenn. I'm Apryl. Jenn is DEAD," I whispered urgently. Trent began to slump in his seat and I was beginning to worry majorly. And it really scared me when a bunch of black balloons fell from the ceiling. That was NOT part of the funeral. And then the lights went out. It took me a minute to think clearly, despite the people screaming. It took me another minute to realize Trent's hand was limp.