Hello everyone! Can I just say how much I completely love the tidal wave of new Remember the Titans stories that are on here now? If you haven't read them, go do so! I've been reading them all and so far they all are extremely promising.

Anyway, thank you to those who reviewed, I hope to see a lot more now that we are getting to the really good part of the story. Let's see what kind of drama we can drag up this week!

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New York, New York 1989

After my mini break down in the hallway Julius had suggested that I call my dad to see if he would come get me, he didn't think it was a good idea for me to stay since my secret had spilled out. I didn't really want to run from it, but at the same time I was more willing to go home and freak out rather than stay there.

Alexandria, Virginia 1971

Julius decided to skip his sixth period class and sat in the office with me until my dad came, even when I told him I'd be fine if he went to class. He even offered to skip the pep rally at the end of the day to come hang out with me but I wouldn't let him. It was my problem and I refused to keep dragging him into my issues. Besides, the pep assembly and car bashing were big team things and I wasn't about to let him miss all that just because of me. I knew why he was offering though; he was trying to protect me. After the incident in the hallway, the news of my ethnicity spread and before long it seemed like everyone knew.

The looks and racial slurs that I was now entitled to stung worse than the bruises I had been trying to hide, and Julius was attempting to keep as much of it away from me as possible. A part of my mind realized that come Monday, Julius wouldn't be able to follow me around to keep the nasties away; but right then and there, I was more than content to ignore the outside world for the safety net my cousin provided.

My dad was there within ten minutes to take me home where I promptly barricaded myself in room and sat curled up against my headboard. My dad was outside my room, almost begging for me to open the door and talk to him but I couldn't bring myself to do so. I didn't know what I could say to anyone at that point.

This whole idea was stupid and if I would've just sucked up my pride and asked for help it might've gone so much better. I was mad at Ray for forcing me into this situation and furious that he had been able to scare me. I was guilty that I had pulled Julius into this whole mess. I was ashamed and embarrassed that I had broken down like I had, but most of all I was angry at myself for allowing this situation to go this far.

I had finally let my dad in after I calmed down, and sat with my head in his lap after I retold the events of my day; hesitating only once while choosing whether or not to explain what was going on with Ray. I decided to tell him an edited version of the story, explaining that a boy in school wouldn't stop bothering me and was starting to scare me, which led to my plan of letting slip my ethnicity that happened to backfire. I could tell he was upset that I hadn't told anyone about my problem, but it was better than if he knew everything that had actually occurred between Ray and I.

"I'm so sorry this happened honey" he sighed while patting my shoulder. "I had hoped that you wouldn't have to go through all of this so soon."

"It was bound to happen eventually, that kind of secret isn't the easiest to keep after all" I replied, sitting up and leaning against the wall.

"Your right, it was going to have to happen sooner or later." He started while standing up and smiling at the picture that was framed on my dresser of me and my mother. "Well, now that it has I guess we're going to have to find a way to deal with it."

"I don't want to deal with it. It's not me that has the problem; it's everyone else in this god forsaken town!" I exclaimed, lying back on my bed before running a hand over my face.

"As much as I agree with you, we still have to figure out what to do about this, after all this isn't something you can run from."

"I don't want to run; I'm tired of trying to be who I'm not. I just want to be me for once." I explained. "I can't win if everyone is against me though"

"Everyone is not against you; you have me, Louis, your cousin and the boys, plus Susan and Brenda. The only way you can lose is if you don't try to make a difference."

"What exactly am I supposed to do might I ask?" I replied from where I was currently hiding under my pillow.

"Show them that they can't stop you. Go to the game tonight-"

"Ha! Yeah cause I'm going to go to that after what happened." I replied cutting him of sharply. There was no way in hell I was going within ten feet of that school for the next two days.

"Annie you said it yourself, you're tired of running. Don't let them keep you from where you're supposed to be." I really hated it when he took what I said and twisted it to make me do what I didn't want to.

"But what about Grandma and Grandpa, aren't they coming out this weekend?" I was grasping at this point, and to be honest I would probably be looking forward to Monday after a weekend with them but anything to get me out of tonight would work.

"I already called them and explained we had some issues to deal with, they weren't happy but they agreed to come some other time." Damn! The one time I actually need them to be here they decide to not come… figures.

"Alright fine! I'll go, but I'm not gonna be happy about it!" I grumbled, trying to hide the sheer panic I actually felt at the prospect of being anywhere near Ray.

I looked up to see my dad smiling softly. "I wouldn't expect anything less." He handed me the picture he was holding of me and mom before he started for the door, stopping and turning once he reached the door. "You remind me so much of her you know, you have the same strength she always had." I looked up as he left the room, examining the picture I now held in my hands. I never imagined myself much like my mother, sure I supposed I looked like her but I never thought I had any of her traits, much less her strength…

I was still in my room when Julius came over to check up on me after school. I was currently battling with myself on if I really wanted to go to the game tonight or not. I had already talked myself into and back out of going at least a dozen times and I still wasn't sure of my decision.

"Hey Annie, how you feeling?" Julius asked, knocking slightly on my opened door. I looked over at him and offered him a spot on my bed that wasn't occupied by random books, clothes, or me.

"I'm alright, how was the pep assembly?" I asked, sitting up to give him more space.

"It was alright, not that impressive…except for when Lou took the door off the car" I snickered at the mental image of Louie ripping a door off its hinges, fully believing he had the strength to do so.

"Not nearly as exciting as the game tonight's gonna be" he finished, looking over at me with his patented gaze; the one that screamed 'just try to get out of it'.

"I don't know Ju, I'm not really in the mood to go anywhere tonight." It was a lame excuse at best and I knew there was no way in hell Julius would except that answer, but my pride was still keeping me from saying why I really didn't want to go. The truth was I was embarrassed to be around the guys now that they knew my little problem, that and I was still a little scared of Ray. Not for myself at this point; I knew nothing would happen to me with Julius and the guys watching. What I was afraid of was Ray's temper; afraid it would increase now that he had been confronted and someone else would get hurt because of it.

"Maybe…I don't know…" I stared, folding my legs to my chest in an effort to fold in on myself. "Maybe I just shouldn't go."

"Oh no you don't, there's gonna be none of that tonight. You deserve to be there and we want you there." He started, grabbing my bag from the bed before pulling me up and lightly shoving me towards the door. "I'm not going to let you just sit here because some idiots bothering you. Besides, you really think I'm going to let anything happen you?" If there is one thing about Julius that I could count on, it would be his ability to tell it how it is. He was never afraid to be blunt with me, even whilst attempting to be my protector.

"It's not me I'm worried about" I mumbled slightly. "Plus you're going to be on the field the whole time, there's not really anything you can do about me."

"Will you relax, nothing is going to happen, I promise." I wanted to believe him so badly, but the knot in my gut was insisting otherwise. "Plus, Brenda's first game as a cheerleader is tonight and I'm sure she's gonna want her best friend there."

I hated how it seemed like everyone knew exactly what to say to make my defenses crumble at my feet. I have no idea why I agreed, but nevertheless I found myself arriving at the school nearly fifteen minutes later and herded towards the crowd of footballers near the entrance of the locker room. I slowed considerably, scanning the growing crowd before Julius realized I was no longer beside him, doubling back before grabbing my hand and leading me towards the group waiting for us. I noticed a slight figure I assumed to be Brenda running towards us, having my suspicions proved when she crashed into us and threw her arms around me in a crushing hug.

"Oh my gosh I can't believe you came! I'm so happy you're here!" she rushed out, refusing to let me go. "What are you doing here though? I thought with your grandparents and what happened at school-"she stopped suddenly, looking up with wide eyes afraid she had upset me.

"It's fine… my grandparents decided to not come, and as for the game…well I didn't really have a choice in that matter" I mumbled, throwing a sharp gaze to Julius who was ushering us towards the locker room.

"Well I'm glad you're here, and I know everyone else will be too. We were all worried about you" she whispered to me, slipping her arm through mine. I smiled in her direction, though I was still tense as ever at the prospect of being here.

I scanned the football players going into the locker room, praying that I wouldn't have to run into Ray. Sunshine spotted us first, shooting me a big smile when we got to our little group. Louie had given me a hug when I got there, whispering that he was glad I decided to come before Petey pushed Brenda out of the way and took her spot by my side and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, receiving a withering glare in return.

Coach Boone seemed to appear out of nowhere a few minutes later, informing them it was time to suit up before disappearing into the locker room to prep himself. Since Brenda was already dressed for the game she waited to walk with me to the stands while I sent the boys off, kissing all of them on the cheek for luck; my version of a 'screw you' to all of those who told me I shouldn't be around them. Seeing Alan blush and fumble profusely before being dragged off by Gerry and Sunshine was funny enough to be its own reward though, you would think he would be used to it now that he has a new girlfriend. The others weren't nearly as fun and merely blushed, although Rev did turn quite red and Petey adopted an almost intolerably smug grin.

Brenda left me at the gate and ran off to the track to warm up with her squad, providing me with a few glorious minutes to myself. I stopped just inside the entrance, trying to calm my nerves that made a reappearance before going into the bleachers. As much as I would have loved to stay where I was, I still found myself climbing the steps up to the stands; praying that Susan would be there waiting.

She had initially been surprised when I called her earlier to let her know my plans to come, but just as promised she was there to meet me at the top, wrapping her arm through mine and leading me to a spot a few steps down from my family. I muscled up as much strength as I could to provide my Aunt and Uncle with a dazzlingly confidant smile, waving off their concerns and insisting I was fine before joining Susan in our row. Looking out to the field and pointing out where Brenda was trying to pump up the fans, shooting her a quick thumbs up and then the game began.

Groveton ran out on the field first and I knew automatically I didn't like them. My burst of strong annoyance was short lived however when our boys made their debut. Our mighty Titans quite literally came dancing out onto that field, but were they just dancing? Of course not, they decided it was necessary to sing too. They were surprisingly good and even managed to do a better job of hyping up the crowd then the cheerleaders, but that still didn't stop me from laughing my ass off with Susan. The rest of the crowd was at least trying to be a bit more refined and hid their snickers behind hands with the exception of one particular little girl in the front row who was complaining about them making fools of themselves. I recognized that little mop of unruly blonde hair as the coaches' daughter, finding that she lived up to the description I had been provided with.

After the teams little 'performance' the game officially started, and what a battle it was. Groveton was everything I had heard it was and more; including harsh, unforgiving, mean, and a generally tough team to go up against. I wasn't so sure our boys could pull it off after last week's dismal display, but they seemed to have pulled it together. Groveton's offence had been matched with a newfound ferocity by our defense and before long our own offence was taking the field. That was when things went bad…

The gnawing feeling in my gut had returned full force, only to be quickly pushed aside by the explanation of nerves as I scanned the field for familiar numbers. I caught Louie's eye before he ran out to the field and waved a quick hello, trying to ignore the uneasiness.

The next minute seemed to have taken forever, even though the clock insisted that it all happened in less than sixty seconds. Once the ball was snapped, Groveton's defensive player Kip Tyler had rushed through our lineman and took Rev down…hard.

I counted the seconds that went by, gripping Susan's hand while silently praying for him to get up and shake it off. Fifteen seconds had gone by when people began to notice that he had still yet to move. A hushed murmur fell over the stands when Boone and Yoast ran out on the field, a few gasps here and there. I shot out of my seat, tugging Susan after me and ran down to the bottom of the bleachers, pressing myself against the barrier to figure what happened.

I saw Rev being led over to the bench where Doc started looking him over before Brenda pushed through the crowd and appeared in front of us.

"What's going on?" I asked, cranning my neck to try and see over the football players and cursing my shortness. "Is Jerry alright?"

"I don't think so…I heard Doc say something about a bone being broke in his wrist." She replied, looking past us and up into the stands where Mrs. Harris was gripping Mr. Harris' arm, concern written across their faces.

"Oh no, that'll put him out for the season! Poor Rev…." Susan stated, standing on her tiptoes to try and see past the protective circle the team had formed around him. He was going to be miserable if he was going to have to sit out so early in the season.

I looked up briefly and saw Sunshine run out on the field in Rev's place, confirming that he would in fact not be going back in. After the huddle, our team set up the next play and like before, Groveton's defense had broken through our lineman; but this time they were ready. Sunshine had proved to be quite effective as quarterback and flipped that Kip Tyler bastard on impact, giving him a taste of his own medicine. I couldn't help but to laugh a bit as the smug jerk was taken off the field, silently cheering on Sunshine.

Once the teams' laughter simmered down, Julius made his way over, explaining that Rev had indeed broken his wrist but was insisting on staying for the rest of the game before going to the hospital. I guess there had been some debate amongst the team about what happened, some thinking that it wasn't an accident. Apparently Louie had sworn that he audibled the play, yet Ray denied hearing it to explain away his bullshit excuse for a block. Call me crazy, but I was more inclined to believe Louie; that and the fact Ray looked a bit self-satisfied when Rev had actually gotten hurt.

We retreated back into the stands once Brenda and Julius had both been called away, frustration and angry rolling off of me in waves. There was no way that what happened was an accident, Ray missed that block on purpose. Someone had gotten hurt because of Ray.

My anger had nearly increased tenfold by the time the game ended, but nevertheless the Titans had still claimed another victory. We filled out of the stands, splitting up with my Aunt and Uncle only after I promised repeatedly that I would stay with Julius for the night; that alone took at least fifteen minutes of convincing before they were willing to let me go.

I ran to the locker room with Susan right on my heels, insistent upon seeing Jerry before he left for the hospital. A lot of cheering was heard inside and had I been bolder would've gone in if not for the fact Ray was probably still there, but this time it wasn't fear holding me back, instead it was anger. I knew that if I went in now there would be no guarantee that I would leave until Ray had a broken bone of his own. Instead we sank to the floor with our backs against the wall to wait for someone to emerge.

Gerry was the first one out of the locker room, walking past us with his hands shoved in his pocket and head down. I looked over to Susan who had a mirrored expression of confusion before I got up and chased after him. I saw him leaning against the wall of the school outside the gym doors and made my way over, stopping a few feet away.

"Gerry?" I reached out to grab his arm, jumping back when he whipped around in surprise.

"Oh, hey Annie" He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Sorry, I didn't know you were there"

"You ok Gerry?" I asked, taking a step closer to see him more clearly. His brow was furrowed and the frown he wore made his face look years older, he looked like he carried the weight of the world right now.

"Yeah I guess I'm alright" He said, smiling at me before leaning against the wall. "Just a lot to think about…" I assumed that he was talking about the Ray situation and immediately felt sorry for the guy, after all Ray had been one of his good friends for years even if he was a loathsome cockroach.

"Well don't hurt yourself; thinking can be dangerous for a footballer." I laughed, feeling a bit triumphant at the smile I managed to get out of him. I turned to go before stopping and throwing my arms around his neck in a quick hug before smiling up at him and leaving to go find Rev. Gerry might've been a confusing guy and a bit arrogant, but overall he was a sweet guy with his heart in the right place; someone I was glad to call a friend.

Susan had already cornered Rev by the time I got back, a small circle forming around them. I immediately bombarded him, close to tears once I saw the state his wrist was in. I wasn't the only one this time though, Lou looked as though he had been beating himself up over it and I could see Brenda's eyes glistening.

"Rev…" I started, fading off slightly while gently examining his bandaged wrist. The tears had begin to prick the corners of my eyes, forcing me to attempt to blink them back before the waterworks started again. I felt so bad about what happened; if I wasn't so afraid of Ray then we might've been able to avoid all this.

"Don't you worry about me, I'll be just fine in a week or so" he promised, turning to give Brenda and Susan a quick hug, both of whom had lost the battle of keeping their tears back. He turned to give me a quick hug, squeezing my hand gently to prove he was ok; it was a trick we did when we were little and we got hurt to show we were going to be ok and not completely break.

"You just get yourself to the doctor man; get that wrist taken care of." Sunshine added, slapping a hand on his shoulder.

He and Louie left a few minutes later, asking me to walk with them out to the parking lot before going off with Julius and the others. I took his bag from him despite his objections as we made our way to the car, Louie running ahead to pull it around. I guess they drove to the game together so Louie was going to drive him to the hospital and the Harris' were going to meet him there; I also think that Lou was feeling a bit guilty about what happened.

"I know what you're thinking Annie, this isn't your fault though" Rev started, pulling my arm slightly to make me face him. "This isn't anyone's fault."

"Maybe not directly..." I muttered, my eyes locked on his bandaged wrist.

"No, not at all" he insisted, taking the bag from me. "Don't get too wrapped up into this…what's done is done"

"How can you be so willing to forgive and forget?" I asked. I knew I hated Ray right now but Rev, he didn't seem the slightest bit upset or anything at him.

"Because I believe things will get better if people are willing to work past their problems" he finished, looking up towards the sky and fingering the cross that still and always has hung around his neck.

"What about Ray, you think he's willing to work past his problems?" I asked, amazed at his undying faith even in the face of so much adversity.

"Ray's another child of God Annie, he's just a bit lost right now" He looked up once more before smiling and leaving towards his car.

I waved as they drove off, slowing making my way back towards my cousin. Maybe Rev was right, but I knew I couldn't forgive as easily as he could. Julius had driven me home early that night; I wasn't in a very celebratory mood after that nights events. I sat up for a while reading with Daddy in his office and was about to go to bed when Louie came knocking on the back door. I slipped out the back, and made my way over to the swing where Louie was waiting.

"So, what's the final verdict?" I asked, sitting beside him and pushing off to set us swinging gently.

"Well, one bone in the wrist was definitely broken and he won't be throwing anymore for quite a while, but the doctors believed he should only have to be in a cast for a few weeks." He answered with a sigh.

"You know it's not your fault right?" I asked nudging his shoulder, realizing how much of a hypocrite I really was.

"Let me get this straight, it's not any of our faults but it is your fault?" he countered, deepening my realization that I really should probably avoid giving advice to make people feel better.

"I know, but I can't help it. I would really rather blame Ray but I highly doubt it would make a difference." I said while leaning against him.

"To be honest, I'm not too sure there's a whole lot of hope for him either." He looked down and gave me a small smile before continuing. "But that is no reason for us to not try to make the best out of this weekend, your coming to the dance now right?"

"No, Susan and Brenda have been trying to convince me to go, but I don't think I will." They had both called me a while ago and I had been trying to explain to them how it would be impossible for me to just decide to go now. After all I had no dress and no date, two things that were kind of important to have at a high school dance.

"You've got to be kidding me, you have to go" he said. "It isn't even an option not to go, it's homecoming after all"

"Well it's not like I have a dress or a date to go with anyway!" I exclaimed, trying to prove my point.

"You seriously don't have a date?" He asked, looking truly surprised "How is that even possible?" I shrugged my shoulders and walked over to the edge of the porch to look up at the sky.

"Just go see if someone who you turned down is still free" he finished, not understand my situation at all.

"Well that's a great idea! Oh wait that's right, no one asked me" I told him, sarcasm dripping from every word. I looked up at the sky and silently laughed at the irony of the situation. Technically someone did ask me, Ray did after all. And technically I had turned him down, only to be left dateless come the dance. It's times like this when I have to think that God has a sense of humor, either that or settle for the old 'fates a bitch' mantra.

"I find it hard to believe that no one asked you"

"Well why don't you hold a meeting with the male population at our school and find out why then" I grumbled, turning around to lean against the railing.

"Well who says you even need a date, I don't have one and I don't think many of the others do either."

"You mean other than Petey, Julius, Gerry, Susan, and Brenda?" I asked with a smirk, turning around briefly.

"Ok, so maybe they have dates but no one else does." He finished, coming over to stand by me. "I'll even be your escort if you want."

"That's really sweet Louie, but I couldn't ask you to do that" I told him, adopting a sly smile before turning and walking back to the swing. "Besides, if you go with me you would be missing an opportunity to dazzle Melanie Morgan."

Melanie was a slightly bigger girl who adorned short brunette waves and deep gray eyes. A lot of guys thought she was very pretty including Louie. She was in math with us and though she was very quiet and mostly kept to herself, she was really nice. Louie had his eye on her lately, but no confidence to do anything about it. Good thing I had my own secret too. I had ran into her the week before, and after twenty minutes of coercion and almost getting kicked out of the library for being too loud, she finally admitted to having a bit of a crush on him as well.

"How did you find out, I haven't told anyone?" he asked, confusion covering his face.

"It's not that hard to figure out Lou, I see the way you look at her" I laughed, getting up to give him a hug. "Don't worry, I doubt anyone else knows…including Melanie." It was true too, she vehemently denied him having any interest in her. Guess that leaves me to play cupid for the reluctant couple.

"Why didn't you ask her to go to the dance with you?"

"I doubt she would go with me." He said, sighing while he sat down.

"Lou you're an awesome guy, she would be lucky to go with you." I said, trying to get him to perk up. "You should talk to her at the dance tomorrow."

"Well what about you? I'd feel bad if you were home alone." I seriously didn't understand why no one would listen to me. I genuinely didn't want to go, but no one seemed to grasp that.

"I told you I wasn't planning on going!"

"Yeah but your reasons were ridiculous." Louie laughed, sitting next to me on the steps. "Just promise me you'll think about going, half of us don't have dates anyway so we can all hang out together."

"Who exactly doesn't have a date? And you don't count because I want you to try with Melanie." I said, hoping the exasperation and pure annoyance sounded through.

"Ronnie, Rev, Alan, Blue, Petey-"

"You are so lying!" I said standing up and smacking him on the arm. "I know for a fact that Petey had a date, Alan was going with his new girl, and Rev was planning on asking Bethany Smith in psychology." I said, narrowing my eyes while crossing my arms and staring him down.

"Not anymore, none of them have dates now." He explained, leaning back against the railing.

"What? Since when? Why?" How did I not know that any of this happened? Except for Ronnie and Blue who both insisted on going stag, they all had dates at the beginning of the week, what changed?

"Well Ronnie and Blue just didn't get one." He started, receiving a nod of understanding from me before continuing. "Rev got turned down, Alan and his girl broke up, and Petey's date canceled on him."

I was shocked. I had no idea that they all were having these problems, and all the while I was worrying about myself. "Why? What happened?"

"Well the girl Rev was going to ask had a date already, Petey's date broke it off after her ex boyfriend asked her back out, and Alan… well his girl broke up him when she figured out he was friends with black people" He explained, pausing uncomfortably because of the race card.

"Oh my gosh, that's horrible!" I exclaimed, sinking to the floor while burying my face in my hands. "How did I miss all that?"

"You haven't exactly had the easiest week either Annie…" he explained gently, laying a hand on my shoulder.

"That doesn't matter! Why am I just now hearing this?" Me having a crappy week was no excuse to be a crappy friend; normally I would've caught on to something being wrong with them; especially Petey and Rev.

"Don't feel too bad Annie, to be honest I doubt they really wanted many people to know to begin with." He sighed and nudged me a bit, sending me a smile. "Really, don't worry about it. But promise me you'll at least think about going to the dance"

I reluctantly agreed to think about it before I walked Louie back to his house before settling on the steps of my porch again, gazing up at the rolling expansions the sky provided. I got lost in those stars a lot lately, wondering how something so perfect and serene could float over a world so troubled. I had begun to quite literally space out, when I felt a blanket adorn my shoulders and the step groan under the weight of another person. I looked over to my father, finally pulling my eyes from the heavens and hoping for him to provide me with an answer to the world's problems.

"When things got tough, I would always try to find the answers in the stars too" he told me, nudging me slightly before turning his own eyes upward.

"Did they ever give you them?" I sighed, pulling the blanket tighter around my form once the winds began to pick up.

"Not directly." He smiled lightly, wrapping his arms around my shoulders before placing a kiss to my forehead. "But I knew that with a sky as beautiful as that, there had to be something out there bigger than the problems we have down here. People will figure that out soon enough."

I stared at my ceiling for a good two hours before I finally gave up, and went to sit on my window seat. I looked out at the sky and tried to get that feeling of bliss and understanding that my father seemed to have grasped by observing the same sky. Looking out towards the clear of the night, a single falling star made its way across the darkened sky. I closed my eyes and wished as hard as I knew how for the town to work past the issues of integration, and more than anything I wished to understand myself. I fell asleep like that, curled up against the window and comforted by the tranquility of the stars.

When I awoke the next morning, I knew exactly what I was going to do. Whether or not it was the smart decision for me to make socially, it was one that I was finally making to make me happy rather than everyone else. I quickly dressed and ran past my dad in the kitchen, throwing a quick explanation over my shoulder and a promise to call later before rushing to the shed to grab my bike. I rode the fifteen minutes to my cousin's side of the neighborhood, surpassing my family's house and arriving at modest two story at the end of the block before running up the drive and repeatedly ringing the bell. Brenda answered a minute later, a look of surprise adorning her face.

"If you want me to go tonight, I'm going to need a dress." I explained, squeezing past her into the home I knew so well from so many years ago. I barely had time to roll my eyes at her over-eager squeal of excitement before she grabbed my hand and tugged me upstairs, all the while insisting she had the perfect dress for me.

AN: Oh my gosh, this chapter kicked my ass! I couldn't think of how to finish, but I think it's decent for a filler chapter. Tune in next time for the dance, possibly a bit of vandalism, confrontation at school, and maybe a new revelation!

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