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Before

~.Johns POV.~

      I had to wake up early because Dad was making a big deal about the Striders coming. He insisted that Jade had to be the one to 'be wed' the youngest. Dave strider is his name apparently and I have seen a lot of his work online. He doesn't even take off his stupid hipster shades during any of the shoots! I just don't get it! To me the Striders look like a bunch of savages. Just...posing for other savages to look at. It's kind of...revolting. It makes me sick! What kind of industry is that!? We have classy fame. Not only is our family some top-notch bakers, we also own many hospitals due to our scientific technological advancements. Their "ill beats", and "sick fires", and their "plushie porndolls" won't keep the world satisfied forever. One day the Strider fame will crumble.

      And I won't have my sister crumbling with it.

-*Daves POV*- 

      This party better be as good as people tell me. Seriously. Like, I had to get up at like 7 am because I had a hair appointment. I mean sorry??? But like that is not enough beauty rest time and I may just die. Dirk is all excited because he gets to meet this kid his age called Mr.Egglist or whatever his name was. I don't really care. Well I mean I do, I looked him up online he looks like a body builder scientist guy or something. I don't know what really but he kind of scares me so I'm going to try and ignore him.

      Besides, I already have my mission. Woo Jade Harley into joining our magazine company. I have to keep my focus on her the whole time or else it might just all fail. Now that's it's finally time to leave, I slipped on my best suit. The red plush puppet tux. No one can resist this Strider tonight. I slid down our stairs and into the limousine. To the party we go.

~.Johns POV.~

Ugh! No one is paying attention to me! Not even Jade! Everyone's all like "Strider this Strider that." Oh my god ENOUGH ABOUT THE STRIDERS. Am I the only sane person in this house anymore? I walked over to Jade and asked her why she was being such a crazy broad over Dave. "Because John. From the pictures I've seen he's like super hot???! Plus I bet he's hotter in real life. I wonder if you'll be able to resist hmmm?" She replies nudging my arm. "Gross. You're all gross. Ew. Ew. Eeeeeew. Everyone get away from me. Ew." I made my swift escape into the ballroom to watch the guests flood in. 

      Oh yes and I made my goal. Passed it actually. I have exactly 3456 families attending tonight, all of which are high on the echeladder of fame. I heard Jade giggle behind me as we watched our most famous attendees come in one by one. The Lalondes, Mr. English, and then the Striders. At first I could only see the eldest in a dashing white suit and orange tie. His hair was as pointy as the shades on his face, but he wasn't fooling me. I could see how vulnerable he was, but I'm not going to lie he was VERY attractive. Next out came his younger brother. Dave. He was so...so..calm. Why is he so stoic?! I can't even read his emotions at all! It's like he doesn't even have any! AARG THIS GUY ALREADY AGGRAVATES ME! But I take a second look and...his face is somewhat..soothing? The way his freckles line up with his shades and the way his hair shines with the light. He pisses me off so much I swear to god, but what a hunk.

      I quickly avert my eyes from the Strider line of sight to the now entering Ms.Crocker. They're our lead competitor in the baking sales with their rising popularity. Of course only the heiress showed up. No one but the heiress Jane Crocker has actually seen Betty Crocker herself, but I imagine she couldn't be that great. God I HATE Betty Crocker.