"I was born to be your rival, and you mine. We're sisters aren't we?"
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"Every woman has to have something which singles her out, which catches the eye, which makes he...
Izaak was sitting on a bench in school when Adam walked up to him sitting opposite him. "Dad's going off the wagon." Adam informed his brother who glanced up at him with a raised eyebrow.
"How long?" Izaak asked turning the page.
"Said a week he's been off it. Maybe you should follow in his lead." Adam suggested as Izaak got up seeing Faye. Sending a smile over to Adam, Izaak didn't really think this was something worth being serious over.
"I'm not an alcoholic though." Izaak pointed out.
"But we could easily follow in his footsteps." Adam called out worried for his brother.
"If I become an alcoholic...I'll um, well I'll call you." Izaak patted Adam on the shoulder and then turned away from him running him to Faye. He leaned against the locker and saw her struggling to get it open. "Need some help or can you handle this?" Izaak inquired with a smirk. Faye snapped her gaze over to him with a glare and a pout.
"What do you think?" Faye almost shrieked.
"Well personally I think you have some anger issues that you always take out on the lock." Izaak teased her as Diana walked up next to him.
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"And my day just keeps getting better." Faye growled out turning to him. "What do you want Diana?" Faye sighed out.
"I just wanted to tell you that the final set up for the dance starts at three." Diana informed Faye before going to turn and walk away. Izaak grinned seeing the look on Faye's face. Her eyes wide, lips pursed, she looked like she wanted to light Diana on fire. Izaak couldn't hold back the laugh escaping his throat.
"And you think I care why?" Faye asked.
"Cause your mum signed you and Estelle up for the decoration committee." Diana informed Faye. "Could you tell Estelle for me? Thanks." Diana then turned to leave. Izaak glanced over at her.
"Hilarious." Faye growled out as she began to head down the halls, giving up on her locker. Izaak followed her.
"You know you don't actually have to go?" Izaak suggested.
"And what does the number one whore of Chance Harbor want from me? Apart from the obvious." Faye snarled as the two walked down the halls.
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