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A pot quivered and rattled a top a stove. A woman flicked out a cigarette with one delicate hand and grabbed the stem of the pot with the other. She carried the pot over to the kitchen table where she already had a plastic pot holder set up. She was preparing a wax mask for her son, Vincent. He was an amazing and fantastic little boy, but there was only one problem, he only had half a face. His twin brother, Bo, had been the lucky one; he had come out of surgery with a full one.

She had become quite talented with her wax sculpting in the last few months. She had even started a tourist attraction called HOUSE OF WAX. She made these masks for her son so that he could feel comfortable with himself and not feel that he was different than any other 4 year old boy, although he really was. She glanced up at Vincent sitting on the opposite side of the large table. "You are being such a good boy, would you like some more cereal sweetheart" she said nicely and politely. She grabbed the cereal box and poured some more flakes into his bowl.

She looked toward the boy's bedroom door and saw her husband, Victor, emerge with her other 4 year old son, Bo. He was screaming hysterically, she had no idea why he screamed anymore. In the past few months her son had become completely insane! Whenever the family sat at the table for meals they had to strap him to his highchair. "He really is being a monster again today, Trudy". Victor slammed the little boy into his highchair, but in the process of doing so he caused his son to kick out his leg and knock Trudy's sculpture off of the table, sending it toppling to the floor.

"Ergh, can't you be more careful" she screamed viciously at her husband. "I'm doing the best I can" he said back in the same sort of tone. Trudy grabbed the leather straps that were bound to the chair, and started looping them around her son's tiny ankles. He screamed in rage and pain as she looped them tighter and tighter. After she finished she flew her hand toward the counter and grabbed the silver masking tape. She started wrapping this over the tight leather straps causing her sons ankles to bleed. She stood up and started doing the same routine with is wrists. Bo was now moving so wildly that his wrists began to turn scarlet. As she was finishing wrapping the last of the masking tape around his right wrist he clawed her hand, making it bleed instantly. Blinded by anger, Trudy puller hand back and flung it forward, her hand hitting the young boy hard across the face. The house once again fell very silent.

Present Day

"This is so frustrating" Carly thought to herself. She had been sitting at this Diner table for the past half and hour looking for a house in New York, where her internship landed her. "Hmm, well there is a place in Tribeca for Three-Thousand" Paige stated. "That's still to expensive, I'm going to have to work every second I'm not in class until graduation" Carly said leaning back in her chair, blowing her breath. "Carly, don't even think about not going" Paige said leaning forward in her chair. "I'm not it's just..." Carly said before she was interrupted by her friend. "Good because you know how proud I am of you" Paige said her face lighting up. "It's just an internship" Carly choked. "Yeah, at IN-STYLE magazine" Paige said practically screaming it. Everyone in the Diner turned their head and looked at her. She just ignored them and continued on. "Or would you like to work at the Waffle House as a waitress forever" she said jokingly. "No thanks" Carly said giggling. She took a sip of her soda and looked up and spotted her beautiful boyfriend, Wade. He walked over to the table and sat down next to her. "Hey babe, sorry it took so long, there were two drunken red necks wrestling in the bathroom" He said. "Really" Carly said, half laughing. "Well there are no red necks in New York" Paige said looking at Wade seriously. "No, there's not" Wade said mocking her face. Carly gave Paige a look that said can I spend some time alone with him. "Well I'm gonna go see what Blake is doing he seems to like that car more than me nowadays" she said getting up from the table, giving Carly a slight smile. "Now that we have a second, and you know I'm not trying to ruin this I swear, because you know I want to have a good time on our road trip this weekend, but why on earth did your brother have to come with us, I mean I thought your parents weren't going to post his bail anymore" Wade said. Wade and Carly's twin brother Nick didn't get along that well. To tell the truth, it had been all Nick's fault. Nick had treated Wade like shit the first time they met. Wade had always tried to be nice to Nick, but Nick always pushed him away, like he did with everyone. "They didn't Blake did, I guess Nick makes him feel more bad ass, I don't know" Carly said quickly.

Paige walked toward Blake's truck with a smile on her face. "Hey Blake" she said brightly. He didn't turn his head to even look at her, he just sat their in his truck fooling around with his GPS system and singing along with the song that was playing on the radio. She stood there for a second waiting for him to turn and look at her. The moment never came. "Fine" she said angrily and started to walk away. "Hey baby come back here" he said grabbing her arm. She turned to face him and rolled her eyes. He gave her a look and said "Ooh come one, you know it isn't like that, I was just fooling around with the GPS, thought I saw a shortcut and started to think that maybe it would save us an hour so we could spend more time" he said aloud but the rest of the sentence was whispered in Paige's ear. When he pulled his mouth away, Paige giggled gleefully.

Carly and Wade sat at the Diner table making out. Carly moved her eyes to the side and saw her brother and his best friend, Dalton, enter the restaurant. She quickly pulled her lips away mouthing sorry to her boyfriend. She started flipping through her magazine trying to make it look like she was doing something. On his way to the table Nick kicked over a poor man's cup and simply replied "Get a job". "Oh yeah, that's nice" Wade mumbled to Carly. The man grumbled and picked up the change that was scattered all over the floor. Carly gave Nick a smile as he sat down at the table, instead of receiving one back she got one of his fuck off looks. "Hey guys, gonna be a pretty sweet game tomorrow" Wade said trying to start conversation. Nick mimicked Wade and then said "Yeah" in a rude tone. Carly looked up at Nick and noticed out of the corner of her eye that Dalton was filming her, with his video camera that was practically glued to his hand most of the time. She turned her head to him and said "Dalton, please don't film me". "It's just on, I'm not filming anything" he lied. "Well the little red light is on" she said knowing that he was fibbing. "Come on man put the camera down, you know she doesn't like having people up in her face, she feels under pressure" Nick said giving her a look. "Nick you got something to say to me" she said angrily, flipping her magazine closed. "No, I think you've already spoken enough for the both of us don't you" He said. She just glared at him. "Yo, you guys are lame, I'm outta here" Dalton said getting up from the table.

Dalton walked through the parking lot toward Blake's truck. He stopped a few feet before the car and flipped his camera opened and turned it on. He zoomed in and focused on Paige and Blake. They were both kissing each other frantically. Blake lowered his lips onto Paige's neck. As she turned she spotted Dalton. Her face went from excited to angry in less than a second. "Dalton, put down that damn camera, god" she said walking toward him and grabbing the camera away from him. After a few seconds of him begging she gave it back to him.