prologue.

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Previously...

Who else is leading the line? But Darian.

I walk to the line slowly. He steps up and tries to start conversation, "Hey..." I look at him, "What do you want?" He smirks, "I want to talk." I change my expression to one of disgust, "I don't want to talk to you." He gently grabs my arm, "Please? Just hear me out, babe." Before I have time to respond, Trent has rushed over and now has Darian up against a wall, "What the fuck are you doing here?" Trent asks sternly. He continues, "Stay away from my girl. Far, far away." I look at Trent in confusion, "You two know each other?"

He turns back to look at me, "This is my bitch ass brother."

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