Prologue

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Diane and Vincent would be found talking in the background until the sight of Will interrupts them.

"Well, well look who we have here!" Vincent goes up to Will.

"Fuck off!" Will says, pissed off.

"What? I can't talk to my own brother?"

Will glares at him. "Don't you know how to listen?"

"Come on, baby, let's leave little grumpy alone!" Diane says.

"You know you're the reason he's so annoying!"

Diane acts offended. "Oh, don't be so surprised, he's always hated you for no reason!" Vin adds. "Anyway I came over to tell you there's a party on Saturday and you're going!"

"No, I'm not!"

"Mm, yeah you are. I'm dragging you there!" Will then shut his locker furiously.

"OH, WHATEVER!" He storms off.

"Now time for part two, convince your sister to come!" The bell rings and they head to class.

"Oh, Claire!" Diane announces.

"Ugh, what?" Claire closes the book she was reading.

"We convinced WILL to come now you have to go!"

"No!"

"Oh come on! Why do you devoid yourself from all fun?"

"I am having fun just by being alone and reading!"

"Nerd!"

"Oh, I'm sorry that I want to be successful in life not wasting my time on useless parties!"

"Come on Claire! For me?" She says giving Claire puppy dog eyes.

Claire sighs. "Fine, I'll go whatever!" She opens her book again.

"Yay!"

Claire rolls her eyes. "We got the two most anti-social kids in this school to go to a party with the coolest kids in school!" Diane exclaims.

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There's a bunch of chatter in the background of the party. Vincent and Diane arrive at the party with their siblings.

"Don't you just love this type of atmosphere!" Diane says.

"No!" Claire responds. Diane would then walk off to find Vincent. Claire goes to a corner and sits down clearly being bored. Will walks up to her.

"What's a nerd like you doing here!?" Will asks.

"Don't be like that, you're a nerd too!"

"What did you just call me?"

"A nerd, are you deaf!" Will grabs Claire by the strings on her dress.

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