It was summer break In high school. Your older brother had a party while your parents were out of town for work that had to be done out of town. He invited all of his friends (which were your friends) and then there was Elvis. Elvis was closest to your brother… but he was your enemy… you hated everything about him, and he hated everything about you. But your brother always made the two of you hand out, since you were his sister and Elvis was his closet friend. Elvis and your brother had sleepovers, and everything. And now you were looking for your brother, and when you found him, he was making out with some girl… you found it weird, but just left him alone. When you walked away, you just bumped into Elvis