~ Six months later ~
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"What are we doing?" Cain asked.
"Sneaking out obviously," I replied.
"Yeah, but why?" He asked.
I rolled my eyes.
Cain is such a pain in the a.ss sometimes. It's not like he's afraid to break the rules, he just doesn't like it. I don't understand it. We're teenagers after all.
"There's a concert in town that I want to go to." I told him. "Remember? We all talked about it last week."
"Yeah, and I said I didn't want to go." Cain replied.
"Right, but then Gemma said she'd go, and Sophie, and Shawn, and you were like 'oh my Gods, now I have to go to keep you all out of trouble', remember?" I asked.
Cain rolled his eyes at me.
"This is a bad idea," he stated.
"Yeah probably," I replied.
"Your mom is
