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"Shan, I want you to stay away from Wayne."

Shannon's P.O.v

"….Excuse me?" I asked between laughs, "You want me to stay away from a guy who I literally just met? Yeah, sure I'll definitely do that." Not. I said sarcastically. Standing back up, I entered the house. "Henry that has to be the most amusing thing I've heard all day. Well, after hearing that Ford wants to teach a 21 year old girl about road safety." I smirked with amusement.

"Shan I wasn't joking." He literally blocked my path to the kitchen. "Trust me, I know what I'm talking about okay? Wayne's the type of guy who literally flirts with every girl he sees. Hell, the guy even has fangirls who literally follows him around. I heard that he broke a few hearts." He paused, "I never chatted with him and I don't plan to either. I just know he's bad news. You're my sister and I love you." He placed a hand on my shoulder. "I just don't want to see you heartbroken when he turns you down."

Actually listening to my brother as he spoke, something seemed off. This is not the brother I knew two years ago. What happened? He usually isn't this judgmental. Placing my hands on my hips, I glare at him. "What happened to you? What happened to my older brother who'd have fun teasing me about these things?" I walked passed him with amusement. "Did Wayne do something to you or something? From what I can tell, it sounds like he didn't, and you're only judging him from what you had heard. Yes, I've noticed the guy's flirting," Seriously you really can't miss it. "However I'm not going to hold it against him or anything. I don't know about you but I'd like to get to know a person before judging them." Even Ford unfortunately. I groaned at the thought. Henry was going to speak, but stopped himself when a voice spoke up.

"Ah, I knew I saw an familiar face passin' my house."

Turning around, I smiled innocently. "Hey, uncle Frank…been a while…." Walking towards the man, I hugged him awkwardly. I felt uncomfortable. "How've you been?"

"Why, I'm doin' just dandy," He gave me a grin, "But I should be the one who should be asking ya that. I haven't seen ya ever since ya were little. Tell me somethin', ya still like music?"

Now, there's a topic I wouldn't mind talking about. I grinned. "You bet I do, it was thanks to you after all." When I was little, uncle Frank would teach me everything he knows about music. My dad said that I shouldn't waste my time with a silly hobby, but, as you can see, I obviously didn't listen.

"Uncle Frank would play at the Garden Grill most nights." Henry spoke up behind me, "You really should check him out."

"You'd play?" My grin grew even more. "Now, I have to see this myself." Grinning ear to ear, I placed a arm around my brother's shoulder. "Yeah, you too," Smirking, I continued. "Please tell me that you haven't lost interest in music."

"No, just haven't had time for it." He told me innocently. I can see that he's trying to get my mind off of our earlier conversation. Rolling my eyes, I secretly lightly punched him. It seemed he got the hint, because he moved away from me with fear in his eye.

"Well now," Uncle Frank spoke, noticing our actions. "What's goin' on here?"

"Nothing." Henry said under his breath.

"Henry wants me to stay away from Wayne." I said simply, my glare returning. "Seriously He can't be that bad."

Uncle Frank looked at us with amusement. Did I miss something? "Ya met Wayne did'ja now?" He chuckled with amusement in his eye.

"….Yes?" I told him nervously. "At the clinic unfortunately." I explained my encounter with the doctor.

"Ah, it seems ya had a long day." Uncle Frank walked between us, hugging us both very tightly. I'll never get use to these awkward hugs of his. "Why not ya two come with me to the Garden Grill hm? Ya gotta be hungry by now, an' ya can meet more of the townsfolk."

"Probably more people Henry wants me to avoid." Giggling, I took uncle Frank up on his offer.

Henry smirked at my comment, "Fine. Why not. You're lucky I'm hungry."

"Cooking an actual home cooked meal wasn't enough for you or something?" I teased, following uncle Frank out of the house, out of the farm, onto the crossroads, and into Westown.