Pulling up to the park, the lake's shine shimmers into my eyes. I'm not sure if this was the right choice. I see so many friends- fake friends. I never had any real friends. But it was worth it. Popularity is always worth it.

They all look like they are in a haze. Who would expect this? The prettiest, most popular girl had died. According to the news reports I had fallen on to that rock, intoxicated. That Mason tried to catch me but had failed. He had tried to go get help but he was too late.

If only they knew the truth.

I slide out of the car, noticing Mark looking over at me. I nod, not really knowing what else to do. He was the only other survivor... and I can't really smile.

Looking around, I freeze. I feel the blood drain from my face and I fall to my knees. I see my family, my older brother, Nathan, and my mother hover over my dead body.

My family. My brother, who means the world to me, is holding Mom as she sobs into his shoulder. They are so grief-struck it looks as if they are about to break. Like they are going to snap out of this haze and just stop doing anything. Stop trying to go on.

Mason lifts me up and an invisible string drags me to them. I hear Aria's mom calling my name, but I don't stop. Everyone fades and all I see is them.

I finally reach the casket, and I don't have it in me to look at my corpse. So I speak. "M-Mrs. Fitzgerald?"

She looks up and I almost cry. The life is sucked out of her diamond eyes. She has no urge to continue, and the only reason she is still here is Nathan. He leaves for college soon, but if he does- What is going to happen to Mom?

"Hi, Aria. You- You're a lucky girl. You came back. Unlike-" She fades off and a sob escapes her throat. The Barbie Doll mold my Mom usually wears is gone.

Nathan just looks down at me, pain engulfing me. "She didn't trip. I know she didn't. I don't know what happened, but I know Mason hurt her." He whispers in my ear, and my eyes widen. He'd believe me if I told him-"I haven't told anyone... they- they'd think I'm crazy. But you? You like conspiracies.. right?" He sounds insane. But he is right- insanity growing on him or not.

I search Aria's memories, and I see she actually does like them. Did Nathan know her better than I did? "Yeah, I do."

When I say, he grins and looks back at my corpse. I swallow a lump in my throat and begin to tell him about me. About how I am Kaylee. I am alive. But right when I gather the courage, Aria's mom comes and drags me away.

I don't remember the funeral after that, all I remember is Mark staring at me the whole time.