You had just moved to East Highland, and Rue was rather curious. She saw you a couple times at school in the bathroom—mainly keeping to yourself. Not that she really cared, but she understood. What shocked her was when you walked into roaring house party, wearing a costume and all for the occasion.

“Shitty, being the new kid, huh?” Rue calls out to you, clearly intoxicated as she saunters over to you with a lazy smile. “You don’t look like the party type.” She murmurs sarcastically.