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    Zane Lock is one of the most loved, and famous, singer and guitarist in the world. He sings many songs and wrote all of them himself, but he was never had writers block. he was never always famous though, he use to be a nobody who only sang for his best friend, but once he became famous he left his home town, leaving his best friend, and everything behind of a new life as a star, never calling her, or anything. Its been 2 years since he left his home town and now for the first time since he has writers block and cant think of a song to write for his fans. his manger made him leave hollywood and go back to his home town and relax and try to write some new songs.


    As he stepped out of the limo, the people in the neighborhood looked in there windows wondering who was out there, Zane had his sunglasses on, he looked different from when he left, hotter. he looked around and sighed, "i cant believe i had to come back," he said as his dog, Patch, his rottiwieller, padded out of the limo. his parents stayed in hollywood, leaving him by himself, something he was use to, since his parents became mad with money.


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    Jace was skateboarding the block. He did a jump that sent him and his skateboard flying right next to Zane's head. He easily landed in perfect shape in front of him...that is till he stumbled and fell. "D*mn it" he muttered covering his face with his hands. He was laying on his back facing the sun.

    He jumped in surprised stepping back his eyes wide. He couldn't believe this, even the people are aweful here. He took a step closer to him, leaning over to block his view of the sun. He didn't really remember him well what he looked like that is. It seemed it friends appearance has changed. "Give it up you suck at skateboarding," he said bitterly

    "I know. I missed your head, Zane. My sister hates your guts for ditching her. WFI" James ssaid standing up and grabbing his skateboard. "Your bad at keeping promises" He muttered standing up and sighing as some of the jocks came. "Have fun d*ck head" James muttered skating away.

    He looked at him confused not sure what he was asking about he huffed and shook his head turning to walk towards his house trying to get that guy out of his head so he can be buried in his sorrows but his mind couldn't stop thinking about who that was and how'd he know him. And what promise was there and who's sister

    "IM SORY! JESUS WOMEN! I DIDNT KNOW YOU WANTED YOUR EX-BESTFRIEND TO THINK YOU WENT TO ANOTHER SCHOOL!" James said running down the street. His older sister, Miranda, was chasing him. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" she yelled.

    She looked back at them confused wondering what they were yelling about,"hey shut up!" He yelled at them annoyed as hell already he didn't want to be here he just wanted to get this over with and go back to his amazing life he had. He turned towards them,"must you yell!" He snapped

    Miranda stopped and looked at him, her eyes burning with hatred. JAmes face palmed. "OH ME NOT YELL?! I THINK IT'S FAIR SINCE YOU DITCHED ME AND DIDN'T EVEN BOTHER TO CALL!" she yelled at Zane. JAmes squeezed his eyes shut and flinched.

    It took him a minute to remember everything and his face changed from ashamed at himself to annoyed in a spilt second. "Why would I call I was living the high life!" He called back his dog standing by his side He didn't seem to mind this guy was not there best friend. "I was getting calls from girls I didn't even know and even famous girls," he said with a smug look. "I even hooked up with Taylor swift," he adde

    "Oh congrats then!" Miranda shot back. She grabbed James by the colar of his shirt. "Wait! My board!" he yelled struggling out of her grip. "You know what?! You suck at skateboarding. Dad would be ashamed that his son his wasting his time of a board then studdying" Miranda snarled taking the board and breaking it on her knee before stomping away. James ran over to the broken skate board an got on his knees in front of it, a sob escaping his throat.

    His smile fell and his eyes went soft. He didn't know what happened to there dad but by the look of it it wasn't any good. He took a few steps towards him till he was only a yard away from him,"don't worry about what she said, that was a bitch move," he said

    "She's right. IT was a stupid dream" JAmes said, pulling up the social wall he had formed since... He shook his head and left the broken skateboard in the road as he walked away, dully. He blinked, but didn't truly respond.

    He shook his head remembering things little by little,"no, no dreams are stupid," he said softly looking at him with sad eyes. "Remember my dream was stupid too," he whispered looking down at the board

    When he got to his house, which was a couple down from Zane's and immeditly ran to his room. His mirror had been shattered and anything that could break was broken in his room. He grabbed a family portriat and slammed it into the wall. Glass pierced his skin but he ignored it. He didn't care anymore.

    He leaned down and picked up the board and with a sigh carried it to James's house. He knocked on the door his mind racing as much as he's been acting like a completely jerk he remembers all the good times they had that James was there for him all the time and now that James needed him he wasn't there, for the passed two years he wasn't there

    Miranda opened the door and pulled him in. "Go talk to him. There been shattering for the last thirty minutes...." she said obviously to worried about her brother than her ex best friend.

    He sighed, "alright," he sai softly goig though the halls he remembered so long ago. He looked around seeing all the things that have changed. He got to James's room. He gave a small knock,"James," he said softly reaching for the knob

    "Go away!" James yelled punching his mirror. It was finally starting to heart really bad because glass was hitting glass and such in his knuckles and palms. His usually bright brown eyes were dull exept for the sparks of anger and hate. Finally he sighed and unlocked his door(not without flinching) and walked over to his bed. "Yeah you can come in"

    He walked in looking around at his destroyed room. "James you can't keep doing this to your stuff," he said walking over to the mirror seeing all the broken glass then at everything else that's broken. "You have to calm down," he said his tone of voice calm

    James snorted. "YEah right" he muttered trying his best to hide his bloody hands. He couldn't find a place where they didn't scream out in pain so he gave up and sat them in his lap. Please don't notice! Do not notice Zane! NO NO NO NO! he screamed mentally.