Prologue

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*Sam's POV*

I was getting ready to move, yet again, because of my mother's job. It was fun at first, like a series of long vacations. We had visited plenty of places, but it wasn't exciting anymore. I had not bothered to make any close friends since it sucks when I had to move again. We never know how long we will be staying, so I am hope that this is the last time we move. I was getting ready for the eight hour flight to Heathrow in England.


*Louis POV*

It was the last day of my senior year in high school. Everyone was anxious for the final bell to ring, signaling the start of summer and the freedom from setting our alarms.

Me and a few of my friends decided we would meet up at Patrick's house and decide when we would go to Mt Gretna, a man made lake that we would always go to when we were younger. *RINNGGGGGG*

Once the bell rang, we all cheered and sprinted to leave the place we called prison for the past four years. I was meeting up with my friends later after I finished up my chores. Once I was done, I headed over to Patrick's house and of course I was the last one there. After debating when we should go, we decided to go in two days since none of us felt like doing anything on the first day of summer. After hanging out with my buds all day, I drove home and had dinner with my family. I headed off to bed in hopes of sleeping in for the first day of summer.

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