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“I don’t mean to disrespect them but I don’t have any fancy clothes with me like you two do, not only that but the other clothes I have with me aren’t appropriate to wear, so this will have to do. Nothing we can do about it.” Dad saw me and I swear I heard him curse under his breath.

“And the car is already here Susan! Let’s get going since Jun is going to disgrace us all anyways.” Mom came bouncing down the hallway pulling on a pair of high heels she only wore on very special occasions, like, super special. I could see the disapproval on Dad’s face but he turned too quickly for me to figure out why. I went to go grab my glasses when Mom snatched them out of my hands and put them in her small hand purse and gave me a look.

“You won’t be needing those things when we dine at the Grimshaw’s, now will you Jun? I’m fairly certain none of them are ghosts, now are they?” I wanted to protest but with the tone she was using combined with the look she was giving me I knew I wasn’t going to win this argument.

“No Mom, I won’t need to wear them.” She gave me a perfect smile.

“Then I can keep them for the whole night, right?” I opened my mouth and she silenced me with her eyes. I opened the front door with a sigh.

“Alright Mom.” I responded reluctantly as she followed me out and Dad locked up the house. When I finally looked up I saw we were heading towards a car that looked like it had come out of an old vampire movie. Chills were sent up my spine and I realised I was not looking forward to this at all. The door opened by its self and Mom and Dad paid no attention to that, just climbed into the car like it was normal. I stood there is shock and right then and there truly realised what I was doing. I was climbing into the mouth of the hungry lion; this was not a good idea. I began to back away when something pushed me into the car and I smacked my head against the frame of the car and passed out. 

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