You and Jonah never got along. He was your brother's best friend. You met when yiu were 13, and youve hated him since.

Someone from school was having a party. A huge psrty. There would be music, drinks, and, oh, practically EVERYONE from school!

So of course, like any other normal teenager, you decide to go to this party.

It was loud and energetic. There were lights flashing different colors, smoke machines, loud music, and so much happening at once. There was not a singke room empty.

You were having fun with your friends, until you went into the kitchen for more drinks, and to just get a break from them.

There, leaning against a counter, is Jonah, drinking from his cup with a hand in his pocket.