LENNON WAS exhausted. Yes, school made her tired, but with whatever was currently going on with these shocks was only adding on to her "things to probably worry about right now" list.

Ever since talking to Carrie in the library, she had grown more and more tired as the day went on. She felt like she was dying.

She sat outside the Molina household and rested her head on the steering wheel.

Lennon wasn't okay. She knew that. But this wasn't something she could just go to the doctor for. Some magical man had done something to her, what doctor would know what to say or do about that. What was she supposed to do?

She was tired. She wanted to sleep. She didn't want to be at the Molina's. She knew that sounded bad but she felt worse. She didn't know what dying could feel like. It ( in her mind ) is different for everyone. Luke, Alex, and Reggie probably felt way different than her mother did while dying.

But to Lennon, she felt like there was nothing she could do.

And she was right.

In a way.

Meanwhile, Reggie, Luke, and Alex all practiced inside without Julie.

From how out of focus he was, it was evident that Alex wasn't okay.

"Alex, you all right?" Luke asked.

"Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, why?"

"I know it's tough, man. People say you never forget your first ghost." Reggie said, "Maybe that's true. But... I'm sure they'll be others."

"Yeah. Thanks, Reg."

"And, Alex, you're a great drummer and a great guy, okay? I wouldn't let all that stuff get in between you and what you love." Luke reassured.

Reggie smiled, "I don't know, man. Sometimes a little fire can make things better on stage. Like you and Julie."

"Uh, wha... what is that supposed to mean?"

"Come on. Everyone can see the way you look at her when you sing. You guys ooze chemistry."

"You should never say "ooze" again, but, yeah, I agree."

"Ok, no. I have chemistry with everybody that I sing with."

Luke became flustered. He didn't know if they were just teasing him or if they actually thought him and just had some type of chemistry that was on and off stage.

"Seriously, watch..." Luke stuttered, "I believe I believe that we're just one dream. Always from who we're meant to be. That we're standing on the edge of great." He sang, holding the back of Reggie's neck, pulling him close.

"Wow. I see chemistry."

Reggie swallowed, "That was pretty hot."

Luke kissed the tips of his two fingers and placed them on Reggie's lips before walking off to grab his guitar.

"Girls. Am I right?"

"Yeah."

"No." Alex smiled.

Lennon pushed the double doors open. The three ghosts looking over in her direction.

Reggie's smile ( though still being in shock ) had dropped slightly. The same way Lennon looked the previous night had regained sight and as much as she tried, she couldn't really hide how tired she had grown from all of this.

"You're early." Luke smiled.

"I said I would be."

She held her grip on the two large bags in her hands and walked straight through him.

Luke looked back at Alex and Reggie. She wasn't the same girl he had talked to hours ago.

He held a tight lip and turned to find her back facing him. She placed the bags on top of the piano and began digging through them to find whatever she was looking for.

"We were just talking about how much chemistry Luke and Julie have on stage." Reggie said.

Alex rolled his eyes and Luke hit his shoulder causing the two of them ( Luke and Reggie ) to whisper back and forth at each other about stupid or true the statement was.

Alex looked over at Lennon who had her head resting on top of the piano.

"You're gonna be fine. This is fine. We're fine. I'm fine. Everything's gonna be okay. Then why don't I feel anything?"

"What do you mean you don't feel anything, idiot? I mean, everything just feels numb at this point, stupid."

Lennon sighed and pulled away from her thoughts.

Alex hit in between them, causing them to stop as he gestured over to Lennon. Her movements now slower than what they were literally seconds ago.

POV: MY SOULMATE AND I ARE GOING THROUGH IT (formally known as: top one hundred plus songs that my "boyfriend" and i relate to)
number seventeen: that should be me - justin bieber
favorite line: "that should be me feeling your kiss."

Luke sat his guitar back down and approached her.

"Lennon?"

She sighed as she turned around.

Luke let his head tilt slightly. She looked disheveled. Completely different than what she had looked hours ago. It looked like she hadn't slept. Even though this morning, she looked completely fine.

"Everything all right?"

She could only nod. She was afraid to tell the truth. She felt so bad for lying. Look where all that lying from before got her. Yes, it got Luke and Lennon to tell each other how they felt but it also got Luke and Lennon to separate ( even though it was literally just for a couple of hours ).

She didn't know what was going on with herself. She grew tired, her body hurt, she felt like she could barely stay awake. It was like something was being taken from her.

And that's because it was.

"Are you sure?" Luke asked, "If you're tired you can nap on the couch."

Alex gently tapped on Reggie's arm and gestured towards Lennon's hand. She was playing with her fingers, nothing new. It just happened to look forced. The way she held her pointer finger in one hand a bit too tight. The away she squeezed her finger and her whole hand seemed to jerk slightly. Something was off.

"I, uh, I can't." She replied, "I'm... here to decorate and help Julie. Which I should go do."

She grabbed one of the bags off the piano and walked through him again. Honestly, it made him less of. Less alive if you will. Lennon had walked through Luke ( Alex and Reggie included ) maybe twice since meeting them, but this was different. The fact that she was doing it now was throwing them off.

Before she could exit the studio, Luke poofed in front of her.

"Okay, where are ya? Where's your mind at?" Luke asked, "Because this... this wasn't you this morning."

"Nowhere. My mind is nowhere."

Not a lie in some sort. Her mind was everywhere and nowhere all at the same time. She thought about the shock and then nothing at all. She thought about Luke then nothing at all. It was like she was in her own mind than right back out in mere seconds.

"Did I... did I say something earlier when Carrie was around?" He asked in a whisper, "Because if I did I didn't mean to push any boundaries or-"

"No. You did nothing wrong." She reassured, "I just... need to help Julie."

She once again walked through him causing him to quickly whip around and watch her slowly walk into the Molina household.

Luke let a sigh out and faced the others, "What was that?"

"She's your soulmate, dude." Reggie said, "You haven't noticed anything off about her?"

"Other than that? No. Have you guys?"

Neither Reggie nor Alex had seen the shock come from Lennon. So the only other answer they could give him was no. They had noticed her moping around and looking as if she were drained and that they did tell Luke, but other than that, they were just as lost.

Luke let his shoulders drop and eyes roll. This whole thing was coming out of nowhere. He was growing frustrated. It had to be something he said earlier today or maybe something he said further in the past.

Alex could see the change in Luke, "Hey, let's just keep practicing, yeah? Whenever she's ready to talk she'll come to you or us, okay?"

Luke took one last look at where Lennon was previously. She was long gone into the Molina's.

He looked back at the group, singing once again, and grabbed his guitar.

LENNON, AS carefully as she could, placed the butterfly pins in Julie's hair.

Julie absentmindedly mumbled the words of the new song that we're singing tonight.

Every so often she would watch Lennon take a pin from the bag and pick a random spot to put it in. Her movements slow ( no surprise ).

Lennon wanted to sit down. She was so focused on Julie at the moment that she didn't realize Julie had been speaking to her.

"...So, how are you?"

She looked up at Julie in the mirror. She hadn't been listening to Julie at all. Her mind was everywhere and nowhere at the same time.

"I'm good."

Lennon put the last butterfly pin in Julie's hair and took a small step back. Julie more upright and leaned forward to look at herself in the mirror.

"Thanks, Lennon. I love it."

Lennon gave her a small smile and grabbed the bag off of the ground.

"Where are you going?" Julie asked.

"Uh, I have to go to the studio and decorate."

"That can wait, can it not?"

Lennon sighed and sat the bag down on the ground. She took a seat on the edge of Julie's bed. She felt relaxed. Thankful just to sit down.

"So, how's everything? We haven't really talked, you know?"

Julie wasn't wrong. Lennon and Julie hadn't really spoken to each other on their own times. It was either Julie was with the band or Flynn and Lennon was with Luke or Carrie.

"Same old same old, you know? Nothing exciting has happened." Lennon answered, "What about you?"

"I guess I could say the same. I mean, I had this dance with Nick today and-"

It was obvious to everyone around that Julie liked Nick. If you didn't know, you probably lived under a rock. Or you were Nick. Pretty much the same.

"How's that going?" Lennon asked.

Julie let a small smile fall on her face. She had this crush on him for so long and now that something was coming from it she was nervous about it, more so now than ever.

Lennon was genuinely curious. Carrie hadn't mentioned her and Nick breaking up and if she had, she definitely didn't listen because she did feel like utter, excuse the language, shit.

"Pretty good I would say, but who knows how he feels. I mean, he might not be my soulmate or anything, but I know I like him now." Julie answered, "Speaking of, how're things with you and Luke?"

Lennon thought about it. She couldn't think if anyone up until this point had asked her about how she and Luke were doing. In her mind, everything was fine.

"I think we're doing okay. Nothing major. I mean, it different than you having this crush on Nick. I... can't do a lot of things with him, but I guess we manage."

"I know it's hard. I wouldn't know how the romance behind a soulmate is, especially with you and Luke, but I know a hug from them would be nice." Julie said.

"Yeah, I just wanna know why. Why Luke? Why a dead guy? Like, what sense does that make?"

Julie held a small smile. She stood from her original seat and sat down next to Lennon.

"There's a reason for everything right? Stupid Cupid if you ask me."

THE WAY BACK MACHINE (top one hundred plus songs from way back when)
number forty-five: stupid cupid - connie francis
favorite line: "since i kissed his loving lips of wine. the thing that bothers me is that i like it fine."

Lennon felt herself softly smile, "I think I like him a little too much."

"Explain?"

"I've obviously liked people before, but that hasn't really gone anywhere and I think because I know he's my soulmate this actually will go somewhere. I just don't want to get my hopes up if something does happen."

"Something like what?"

"What if they just leave? Then what? Would I... get a new soulmate? I don't think I would want that... I know I don't want that."

Julie rested her head on Lennon's shoulder. Lennon resting her cheek against the top of her head.

"I think you and Luke will find a way to make this work. It's taken some type but you'll get there eventually. Look how far you two have come. I couldn't imagine getting that close with someone as fast as you two did."

Lennon honestly couldn't see that herself. Lennon hadn't realized it but she grew attached quickly and she didn't know if it was a good or bad thing. Lennon had gotten so close with Luke and saw no issues until recent events. Lennon had gotten so close to Carrie and saw no issues with it.

Though Lennon and Julie didn't hang out with each other like they did their other friends, but they knew they were friends.

Lennon Sunder and Julie Molina were friends.

- lucy has something to say !!
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i like making playlist for my stories and for what 🙄

lennon dying y'all... can i get an rip in the comments (she's not dying i don't hate her) i just like seeing my favorite oc's suffer.

for a girl who's never been in a relationship i can't help but write about white men.

anyway i love carrie wilson (this is important information for later)

bye :))