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Annoyed by the announcement, and Ara's quick response in the group chat Bernadette Blackwell wanted nothing more than to drink until she got so drunk that the taste of vomit lining her tongue would be the only memory of what unfolded tonight. [color=b3463e][b]"It's just the perfect amount of cliche, I think."[/b][/color] she commented to Isaac. She felt bad for him instantly. This whole time she had been so selfish, thinking of only herself to the point where she wasn't enjoying the moment with the boy she had spent all summer trying to get.

Why was it so often that you spent so much of you life hoping for something, and then the minute you got it, you didn't know what to do with it and ended up losing it? Bernie was distracted, slightly by her own thoughts but not distracted enough to see Isaac leaning in, his eyes closed and his lips darting for hers. They exchanged a soft kiss, despite the lack of practice between the two of them- it was perfect.

[color=b3463e][b]"You deserve better than me."[/b][/color]

The words felt wrong coming from Bernie's lips, but she meant it in response to his [i]"You deserve all the affection I can give you"[/i] but it came out more harsh, flat- like she wasn't grateful for the time they had these past months. She looked away for a moment, before looking back up at him- [color=b3463e][b]"I'm just happy to be here, with you."[/b][/color] she didn't want to ruin the conversation any more, knowing that if she explained to him everything that was going on that she would paint herself as the fool everyone thought her to be. She knew that sometimes things were better left unsaid. [color=b3463e][b]"Let's get out of here, I just want to go home."[/b][/color] she pleaded, hoping Isaac would comply and take her home.

On stage from the principal's mouth soon came the winners of this year's Homecoming coronation. 

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The murmurs and commotion from the crowd and knowing staff came to the principal's aide as he corrected himself, "Oh it looks like I made a mistake here." he chuckled as a student council member whispered in his ear, the name of the couple that had been the talk of the night,  "Those names are awfully close don't you think.." he said grumbled into the microphone to the girl as she shrugged, he spoke loudly one more "ROBERT CADOWAY- CADOGAN, SORRY! ARABELLA JENNINGS, YOU STILL WIN. Jesus Christ.." he trailed off as he got off the stage, the spot light that lit up the thrones now searching the crowd for the two winners to come forward...

They could not be found.

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The dance had been eventful, surely for more than just the losing football team. 

The weekend after the dance had came and went, and the month went by just as fast. It is now the day right before the start of Winter Break, every one of The Sinner's is in their SENIOR MATH classes. Only a few more classes left in the day until they would be free from the grasp of daily homework and the lull of Mr. Dawson's math class. He was the only teacher not assigning a project of some sort over the break so he did have that going for him.

Mr. Dawson greeted the class with a few announcements:

"Good afternoon everyone." he chirped, his wiry glasses sinking to the tip of his nose as he looked over the printed out piece of paper he held. Rumor had it that Mr. Dawson had been teaching here since the school had began, and possibly was standing in that spot before construction even started. "The principal has sent us faculty an email about the string of vandalism that has been occurring on campus. It appears that the latest was found under the bleachers, right after the homecoming game." he licked his finger as he turned the page over to another printed sheet, looking up to the class before looking back down. "If the person comes forward now, their punishment will be not nearly as bad if they are caught later. This person faces suspension and possibly will not be able to graduate if they are a senior this year." a few conversations spouted from this comment, as the class contained all seniors. 

"Well that's a shame, back in my day we could do whatever we wanted in school- sure we could drink, smoke, hold a steady job. Did I ever tell you guys about the time I .. " Mr. Dawson continued to speak as the class tuned him out, began speaking among themselves and their plans for the winter break. 

[color=b3463e][b]"I don't know what the big deal is, this place needs a new coat of paint anyways."[/b][/color] Bernie chirped to her friends that sat at her table, her eyes rolling as her head fell into her hands. She wanted to be home just as much as anyone, wishing this day could go by a little quicker.