Prolog

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"Teresa....I'm sorry to tell you but your husband is dead."

"What?"

"He's dead. He died last week in battle. I'm sorry for your loss."

*slam the door and run into the kitchen*

"And cut! That was great you two."

"Thanks Mr.Parks!"

"Anytime Autumn. Oh. And I need you in my office at 5."

"Sir I have cheerleading then."

"Okay then whenever cheerleading ends."

"Yes sir."

She said blushing.

"That's so gross. That whore needs to stop sleeping with the teachers."

You said to your friend Q.

"Tell me about it. But you don't have to be stuck in a play with her."

"Yeah well I do consumes so I have to see her just as much as you."

"Yeah yeah."

"Quentin! Go get me a coffee!"

"I'm not your slave Parks."

At this point Autumn was on Mr.Parks lap and he dropped her walking up to Q.

"Get off my stage. And don't bother coming back."

"My pleaser."

He said walking out of the auditorium.

You ran after him seeing he was against his locker on the floor.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Just great."

"What's wrong?"

You said sitting next to him.

"I'm moving."

"What? You can't move. Your my only friend and the only person who knows I exist."

"I can't help it. My dad lost his job so he's sending me to Cali to live with my mom."

"When are you leaving?"

"After school....I needed to tell you."

You hug him with all you can and started bawling.

"Quentin Jones to the office."

"Bye Nicole."

"B...bye Q."

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