Joes pov. If I knew anything about this girl, it was that she didnt
get sea sick out of the blue. Something was wrong but I had no idea
what. I picked up the iPod to see what she was listening to. Mayday
Parade. That meant she was definatley depressed about something. I
ran to the director and my brothers, while tucking the note and my
iPod in the back pocket of the grey suit I was wearing. "Hey, I
gotta check out something. In my room. Kay?" I asked panickly.
"why? Chelsea run off again?" nick asked concerned. I just nodded.
The director wasn't too mad but he was still irratated.
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