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T Hollywood’s rising
stars have been
tragically snuffed out too
“are
Sunset Curve fans
heartbroken.”
soon. Members of the rock
band Sunset Curve died last case of food poisoning from
weekend just hours before eating hot dogs sold by street
their sold-out performance at vendor Sam ’N’ Ella’s Dogs.
the Orpheum. Lead singer and The surviving band member,
guitarist Luke Patterson, rhythm guitarist Bobby Shaw,
bassist Reggie Peters, and declined to comment.
drummer Alex Mercer, all While the band wasn’t a
age 17, succumbed to a deadly household name—yet—there’s
 Lone surviving band member, Bobby Shaw

having met the band members

just hours before their deaths.
Many became followers not
only for Sunset Curve’s music,
but also because Luke, Reggie,
a good chance you’ve heard and Alex “were just nice guys,”
one of their can’t-get-it-out- one fan told us. “They never
of-your-head indie hits. Their hesitated to share their love of
shows were an unstoppable music with everyone.”
burst of energy, and this band Life is short, so the next time
was well on their way you drive into the sunset, we
to stardom. hope you shout out the lyrics
Sunset Curve fans are of your favorite Sunset Curve
heartbroken, several of them song in their memory . . .
 “NOW OR NEVER” Hear the noise
In my head
Take off It’s calling out like a voice I
can’t forget
Last stop
Count down ’til we blast open One life
the top
No regrets
Face-first Catch up, got no time to catc
h my breath
Full charge
Electric hammer to the heart Clocks move faster
’Cause it’s all we’re after now
Clocks move forward Won’t stop climbing
But we don’t get older, no ’Cause this is our time, yeah
Kept on climbing When all the days felt black an
d white
’Til our stars collided Those were the best shades
of my life

And all the times we fell behind Don’t look down

Were just the keys to paradis ’Cause we’re still rising
e
Up right now
Don’t look down And even if we
’Cause we’re still rising Hit the ground
Up right now We’ll still fl
flyy
And even if we Keep dreaming like we’ll live fo
rever
Hit the ground But live it like it’s now or never!
We’ll still fl
flyy
Keep dreaming like we’ll live fo We ain’t searching for tomo
rever rrow
But live it like it’s now or never! ’Cause we got all we need today
 Living on a feeling that
’s been running throug
h our veins

We’re the revolution th

at’s been singing in the
rain

Don’t look down

’Cause we’re still rising
Up right now
And even if we
Hit the ground
We’ll still fl
flyy
Keep dreaming like we’ll
live forever
But live it like it’s now or
never!

It’s now or never!

 T his is it. Today is my last chance to keep my
spot in the music program. Mrs. Harrison said that I can’t
keep avoiding it —the piano, performing, whatever—and
I understand. I really do! But ever since Mom died, I
haven’t been able to write a single note.

I can’t even count the

number of times I’ve opened
up this journal and stared,
hoping to write just one lyric.
Flynn’s been awesome and sent me a bunch of playlists to
inspire me. Dad and Carlos cooked some weird recipes that they said
would help “bring out my inner creative energy.” (T he only thing it
brought out was a stomachache—and not the “butterflies before a
performance” kind.)
It’s just that . . . every time I try to write something
or when I look at a piano, I just freeze up. And then I think
of Mom, and it’s like losing her all over again. I can’t find that
connection to music anymore. It’s gone—just like Mom.
 Maybe it’s for the best that I leave the music program.
I don’t even know what I like anymore. And I know it would
definitely make Carrie happy. She’s had it out for me for a while.
And I bet Nick wouldn’t even notice if I was gone.
Do I really want that, though? T his music program meant
everything to me. And Mom was so proud of me when I got in . . .
But there’s just no music in me anymore.
 Welcome to Los Feliz
Performing Arts
High School, Bobcats!
Your journey toward greatness
begins now. The Los
Feliz music program is one of th
e most prestigious and
sought-after programs in Hollywo
od. And we’ve got the
alumni to prove it! These very ha
lls are where some of
today’s biggest and most talented
stars got their start.
We here at Los Feliz High embr
ace everyone’s journey
to discover their identity. Wheth
er it’s music, art, fashion,
or even sports, we encourage yo
u all to become the best
that you can be.
You’ve beat out the competition
to get here—so take
advantage of this opportunity! Le
t’s hear that Bobcat ROAR!
 M y d a d, R a ,y is t he ki n d o f p ers o n w h o s e es li f e li k e a
p h ot ogr a p h. E v er y m o m e nt he c a pt ur es is pr eci o us a n d wort h
prot ecti ng. H e h as a n e y e f or d et ail a n d a H U G E he art. H e’s al w a ys
l o o ki ng o ut f or m e a n d C arl os t o m a k e s ur e w e’r e o k a y.
His j o b as a p h ot ogr a p her m e a ns he h as t he w eird est h o urs. H e’s
eit her wor ki ng i n t he mi d dl e o f t he d a y or at nig ht, s o it c a n b e h ard
f or hi m t o k e e p tr ac k o f t he littl e t hi ngs i n li f e. Li k e his k e ys, his m e als,
a n d e v e n his o w n he a d s o m eti m es!
B ut he n e v er miss es a si ngl e b as e b all g a m e f or C arl os, a n d
he’s al w a ys t her e f or m e w he n I n e e d a s h o ul d er t o l e a n o n a n d
s o m e o n e t o t al k t o. H e will al w a ys d o w h at’s b est f or his f a mil ,y e v e n
i f it m e a ns s elli ng t he h o us e t h at w e gr e w u p i n i f it will hel p us he al.
I k n o w D a d miss es M o m j ust as m uc h as w e d o, b ut he tri es
n ot t o s h o w it. I wis h he’ d l et us c o m f ort hi m o nc e i n a w hil e.
 My brother, Carlos, is the kind of person who takes
everything day by day—except for when it comes to his weird
obsession for the paranormal. He binges on Ghost Hunters and is
convinced our neighbor is actually a lizard person.
Sometimes I think this is his way of feeling closer to Mom,
like he thinks her ghost is watching over us or something.
Ghosts or no ghosts, my little brother always knows how
to make me laugh, and he’s always there for me in his own,
weird way.
Wow, Dad, these
photos are great!

They really stir

up some greatt
memories, don'n't
they? Rememberer
when your mom decorated everyry
inch of the house for Christmas? Even my
u
were Chr nderwear
istmas t
hem ed!
Remember when Flynn an
dI
volunteered to make cupc
akes for the
spirit rally and the frostin
g exploded? Our
kitchen was blue for a w The only thing
hole week!
I remember is
trying to clean
the inside of
the fridge. How
did frosting get
there anyway?

I still find blue stains

in random places.
 Sometimes I go outintothe garage and part of me
stil expects your momto beinthere playingthe
piano or watering her plants.
M e t o o.

W h at ar e you
g oi n g t o d o wi t h all
t h e i nstru m e nts i n
t h e r e, D ad ?

We could probably sel them

and make alitle extra cash.
D o n’t yo u t hi n k it’s w eird t her e w as
s o m uc h st u f f i n t he l o ft w he n yo u
a n d M o m m o v e d i n ? I wo n d er w her e
it all c a m e fro m . . .

Y O U R A GE NT
J e n nif er I dl a nir
5 5 5- 113 6
“Wake Up” Wake up your dream and make it true
Look out, look inside of you
Here’s the one thing It’s not what you lost
I want you to know Relight that spark
You got someplace to go Time to come out of the dark
Life’s a test, yes
But you go toe to toe Wake up
You don’t give up, no, you grow Wake up

And you use your pain Better wake those demons

’Cause it makes you you Just look them in the eye
Though I wish No reason not to try
I could hold you through it

Life can be a mess

I know it’s not the same I won’t let it cloud my mind
You got livin’ to do I’ll let my fingers fly
And I just want you to do it

And I use the pain

So get up, get out, relight that spark ’Cause it’s part of me
You know the rest by heart And I’m ready to power through it

Wake up wake up if it’s all you do Gonna find the strength

Look out, look inside of you Find the melody
It’s not what you lost ’Cause you showed me how to do it
It’s what you’ll gain
Raising your voice to the rain Get up, get out, relight that spark
You know the rest by heart
Wake up wake up if it’s all you do No need to fear itt you’re not alone
Look out, look inside of you You’re gonna find your way home
It’s not what you lost
It’s what you’ll gain Wake up wake up if it’s all you do
Raising your voice to the rain Look out, look inside of you
It’s not what you lost
Wake up your dream and make it true It’s what you’ll gain
Look out, look inside of you Raising your voice to the rain
It’s not what you lost
Relight that spark Wake up your dream and make it true
Time to come out of the dark Look out, look inside of you
When you’re feelin’ lost
Wake up Relight that spark
Wake up Time to come out of the dark

So wake that spirit spirit Wake up

I wanna hear it hear it Wake up
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