Jacobi Sanders | The JockJay woke up at approximately five in the morning. His breathing was heavy as he couldn't stop thinking about that text message he seemed to have gotten a few days ago. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes with his index finger then stared at the clock, again while groaning. Today was the day of Michael's funeral and didn't want to say goodbye to a dear old friend of his and others. His mind was really scattered at the moment as he heard his mother knock on his door. "Honey, you alright in there?" She asked sweetly. Jay was convinced that his mother was Psychic because she always knew when something was ultimately wrong at the very right time. "I'm good, Ma." Was his response as his mother walked away from his door. Jay got out of bed with another groan and a deep sigh then walked over to his closet and pulled out his attire for the funeral. He did his morning routine of taking a shower, brushing his teeth and among other things before stepping back into his bedroom. It was now fifteen minutes past six. He was up early because he had to be there early for the visitation process, which he hoped wouldn't make him cry. God, he could feel the tears running down his cheeks already. Jacobi was getting ready then stared at his cell phone, which he hasn't picked up in about a week. How could he? There is really no telling how many missed calls or texts he has. With the shrug of his shoulders at the thought, he grabbed his cell phone but didn't open it then gave himself one look over in the mirror before exiting his room. His mother was in the kitchen, preparing breakfast as he walked over there towards her a planted a kiss on her cheek. "Morning, Ma." He sang sweetly while setting the table for himself, his mother and father. "So..." His mother whispered and responded by telling don't. Basically don't start with whole grievance speech. His mother nodded her head then placed the plates down for breakfast just as his father was coming down. "No time for breakfast, there has been a serious accident on the main highway, got to run." He exclaimed while exiting the house. After a quick breakfast and talk with his mother, it was now ten minutes till seven and he was already late. But luckily, the word of the major accident reached word to the funeral home and he used that as an excuse why he was late. 'God, forgive me.' He thought while staring at Michael's lifeless body. It was a rather devastating sight to see and he turned around, only to be instantly hugged by Michael's mother, who was weeping her eyes out. Today was going to be a very long day, he could feel it. Jennifer Sanchez | The Queen BitchA rather lanky, medium height silhouette of a female could be seen, staring out of her bedroom window with a cup of coffee in her hand. She stared at the neighbors houses then took a rather quick sip from her coffee. 'Yuck!' She thought to herself then walked over to her bed and sat the cup down on her nightstand, kneeling down and reaching underneath her bed for the Vodka bottle, which she poured into her coffee. "Much better." She muttered after taking another sip. Jenn didn't really start drinking until Michael's death - Heavily started drinking when she received that anonymous text message, which still sent chills up her spine at the very thought of it. Jennifer often wondered who else received the message because she knows that she is not the only one. She walked over to her phone and unlocked it with her thumb print. She shot Wren, a girl she has recently taken a liking to and even asked her to join The Icy Hearts. [Hey. Want to ride to the funeral together? Even if you do not want to, I'll be there in twenty. :)] She hit the send button then threw her phone back on the bed. She really didn't want to go to the funeral but it was a chance for her to say her last goodbyes and get a few things off of her chest, even if it is a little bit too late - It still needed to be done. After changing into a fresh clothing, Jennifer stained her lips with red lipstick, brushed her long, brunette colored hair and placed on some jewelry. She evaluated herself over in the mirror then grabbed her clutch purse, car keys and cell phone then headed out of her room and outside, checking the door to make sure it was locked. "Oh, well, hey there, Jennifer." A male's voice said as she turned around with a smile and saw a guy named Nathaniel aka The Boy Next Door. "Hey..." She quickly got into her car and started her engine then rolled down the window and winked. "Bye." With those actions done, she sped off into the streets, leaving a few tire tracks in paved road. She placed a pair of sunglasses onto her face then kicked up the jams, singing along to Jessie J's newest hit Bang, Bang, which also feature Ariana Grande and Nicki Minaj. A few minutes later, she pulled up into Wren's residence and blared the horn, repeatedly. She smirked a little bit then continued singing until the song finally went off. Jennifer knew that she was going to see a lot of rather interesting people, some who she despises and they feel mutual about her and there are some she feels strongly attached to. Jennifer blared the horn again and muttered under her breath. "I wish this Wren girl would hurry the fuck up." She placed her head against the tinted window, waiting for Wren to appear. Today will prove to be very interesting.