The Killer Angel
Part 3

Jen stopped the car in front of Planet Hollywood. The 3 of us got out. It was the next day. We walked in the restaurant. All the guys were already there. A waitress showed us to the seat. It was really hidden, luckily, so none of the fans would see us. Hopefully. I slid into the seat next to JC.

"Hello!" Chris said very cheerily.

"Hi!" I said back, trying to match his enthusiasm.

"Finally. Maybe he'll stop being so obnoxious now that someone is as hyper as him. " I laughed at Justin's comment.

ABOUT AN HOUR LATER
"So, how long are you two planning to stay with Jen?" Lance asked us.

"I don't know. Until she kicks us out," Mallory answered. "When are you gonna leave to do concerts and stuff?"

"In a few weeks." At that moment, the waitress came and gave us the bill, said a few words, and left. Justin watched her walk away.

"Justin, what is up with you and older women?"

"She's not older!"

"Oh, yeah, you wish."

"Well, not that much older." Jen and Mallory were cracking up. They were remembering somethingI was remembering it too

******Flashback******
Jen, Mallory, my brother Andrew, a few of his friends, and me were walking through the mall. Andrew was checking out practically all the girls. Then he finally found one and walked over to her and started talking to her. We all knew he was asking her out. He came back a few seconds later looking a little put down. One of his friends was laughing.

"What's so funny?" Andrew asked, ready to take offense for anything the other guy said.

"Drew, I know you like older women, but please don't hit on my mom." All eight of us started cracking up, not including my brother. He was standing there, turning white

******End of Flashback******
I would have been laughing too, but I was thinking about my brother and how he was gone.

"It's not that funny," Joey said.

"It'sit's not thatit's"

"What?" JC asked. Mallory looked at me, about to tell them about the incident at the mall, but when she saw my face, she stopped laughing and got serious.

"What?" Chris repeated.

"Nothing." Mallory knew I didn't want her to talk about my brother at all. "Uhwe have to get going now" Jen, Mallory, and I all said good bye and left the restaurant. When we got into Jen's car, I started crying and yelling at myself inside my head.

Why can't you get over him? What is your problem? Maybe your mom was rightmaybe you do need therapy get over it you have got to face ithe's gone.
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