The Castaways
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Becca McKenzie: Middle Class Prep
She's not your ordinary popular kid. She admits to her flaws and she doesnt wear makeup like a dragqueen. At the age of 17, senior prom was a big deal, but not for her.
But prom night was gonna be one to remember...
Spencer Anderson: 1st Class Dickface
Considered as the most popular guy in school, he thought everyone liked him. Standing at 6'2, he was very muscular. Hung out with Middle Class and didn't care. He planed to ask Becca to prom, but things get...homicidal.
Andrea Quinn: The Most Popular Lesbian at School
This girly lesbian is the face of the Preps. Her designer clothes and her name-brand makeup made her irresistible to the guys. But dick wasn't her cup of tea. She preferred coffee.
Dylan Oullet: Jock on the Clock
Most stereotypical jocks are dumb assholes who only want sex, money, and alcohol. Dylan wasn't stereotypical. He was shorter then most guys at school, standing at 5'10. He had one of the BIGGEST crushes on Becca.
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