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Sunnydale, 6 years ago:
"I heard you're moving back to England." Liam quickly asked the guy walking the opposite direction in the hallway.
"Yeah, what's it to you, mate?" William spat out the last word as though it were an insult.
"We were friends"
"'Were' being the operative word here. I'm glad to be going, and glad to not be seeing you again," William said, adding, "you big poofter" under his breath.
"Dude, I thought we could move past your lameness before you left, but if you want to be a jerk about it, then go back to England, and I'll be fine never seeing you again either," Liam retorted.
These two young men, both 16 years old, were having what they both thought was to be their final conversation. They had been best friends when William first moved to Sunnydale from London, but they had been more like enemies since high school started.
Their groups of friends did not mix, but Liam was breaking that rule by talking to William in the halls of Sunnydale High School. Even though the two young men had not spoken in two years, they still had a history of friendship. William's departure meant the loss of an old friend, as well as the loss of a favorite object of ridicule for Liam.
They both walked away from each other with anger as William left Sunnydale High School for the last time. His current friends were sad to see him go, but he was eager to get back home. He and his father had not been back to England in years, and he was sick of most of the people he knew in Sunnydale.