This is a picture of Chase Hubler (on the right) and myself (on the left).
Backstory: Chase Hubler 17 from Greenfield died Saturday October 14th after he was rushed to Methodist Hospital late friday night. He wrecked with an SUV on State Road 9 and U.S. 52 just outside of Greenfield, Indiana. He was stopped for driving erratically and it was claimed by the Daily Reporter of Greenfield that he was under the influence, or so it seemed.
Now my writing: It's so weird to think about how I worked with this kid for barely 2 months yet it's so sad to think about that he's gone. He was a great guy with so much potential. I will for sure miss him. I plan on going to his showing when I get more details about it. It definately opens my eyes about life. Just knowing at anytime something unexpected can happen to you, it's so crazy to think about.
For the record, I don't believe Chase was under the influence, that's not how he is. Speeding, maybe but not under the influence.
I only have two memories of him:
1) His first day of work at P. Murph's. All the girls who I worked with and myself were standing at the counter looking to see who would come out of this VW Navy Jetta that pulled up. He got out of the car. A guy with shoulder length bleach blonde hair, a skinny frame, wearing all black came out of the car. He walked into work with a smile on his face as we all checked him out. To me, he was pretty cute and looked like a good match for our work. I was interested in getting to know him better because I could tell he was a fun person.
2) My last day of work at P. Murph's in which I requested who I worked with which included Chase. We cranked Panic! At The Disco and Chase danced a lot. He had a smile on his face because he loved Panic! At The Disco. He gave me some hugs and said I was a cool girl to know and he'll miss me. Normally I don't like hugs, but something about Chase's hugs I enjoyed.
RIP CHASE HUBLER.

P.S. It feels so good talking to Melissa and Bryce about this. They know how I'm feeling cause they are feeling it too.