Don't worry that was just the intro!
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*Claire walked into the high school. Everything looked the same. The same hallway she had taunted kids in, the same cafeteria where there were many fights, and scandals. The same locker, which Brian had in flare gun in. And the same library, where they had spent that one Saturday together, a Saturday that would last their whole lives.
*Bender looked around. The same dump he had spent half of his life in with other kids. Nothing was knew. Did he really care? No.
*Brian saw the locker. The locker that he had the flare gun in. If he had killed himself, he wouldn't have been here today. He wouldn't have been as successful.
*Andrew looked around. He remembered that Saturday. How annoying Bender had been. How beautiful Allison had become on that day. The Saturday was a day that he would remember forever.
*Allison remembered how weird she had been. She laughed out loud and continued walking, trying to forget her horrible history.
They entered the library. Allison was the one who had planned this all. She wanted all five of them to get together and talk about their lives. They hadn't seen each other in about 10 years. Then, they'd head over to Vernon's funeral. Claire and Andrew sat down in the first row. Brian was on the second. Bender sat in the second as well. Allison got up and went to the podium.
Allison: Thank you all for coming-
Claire: I have a cosmetic appointment in five minutes...make this quick.
Bender: Why are we here, nut?
Andrew: I can't believe it. Vernon was right about you.
Bender: Shut up, fag!
Claire: Please, be quiet. I have a show tonight, I have to be perfect.
Allison: Please! I gathered us all together because...
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*Claire walked into the high school. Everything looked the same. The same hallway she had taunted kids in, the same cafeteria where there were many fights, and scandals. The same locker, which Brian had in flare gun in. And the same library, where they had spent that one Saturday together, a Saturday that would last their whole lives.
*Bender looked around. The same dump he had spent half of his life in with other kids. Nothing was knew. Did he really care? No.
*Brian saw the locker. The locker that he had the flare gun in. If he had killed himself, he wouldn't have been here today. He wouldn't have been as successful.
*Andrew looked around. He remembered that Saturday. How annoying Bender had been. How beautiful Allison had become on that day. The Saturday was a day that he would remember forever.
*Allison remembered how weird she had been. She laughed out loud and continued walking, trying to forget her horrible history.
They entered the library. Allison was the one who had planned this all. She wanted all five of them to get together and talk about their lives. They hadn't seen each other in about 10 years. Then, they'd head over to Vernon's funeral. Claire and Andrew sat down in the first row. Brian was on the second. Bender sat in the second as well. Allison got up and went to the podium.
Allison: Thank you all for coming-
Claire: I have a cosmetic appointment in five minutes...make this quick.
Bender: Why are we here, nut?
Andrew: I can't believe it. Vernon was right about you.
Bender: Shut up, fag!
Claire: Please, be quiet. I have a show tonight, I have to be perfect.
Allison: Please! I gathered us all together because...