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 Francine and Heather had an hour in a half to spend before her parents were to show up. Francine thought about how she would try to get rid of the losers who were following them around but nothing came to mind. They walked around the club and tried to find some friends. Than Francine thought that wasn't a good idea. She thought to herself and decided she just got 2 other friends out of trouble. She wasn't about to get some more in danger. Walking around feeling helpless Francine decided she wasn;t going to be pushed around. She turned around at the men who were following them.

"Look this following me around and staring at my ass every time I move it is getting old."

"We're sorry its just that its so nice looking." The man who called himself Leo said sarcasticly with an evil smirk across his face.

 Francine looked at that smile and just wanted to smack it right off the mans face. The 5th man was quiet. He was rather shy he didn't give off that evil vibe Francine felt from the other men. She wondered why he was with those losers when he was clearly nothing like them. He was clean cut not dirty looking like the rest of the men. He had shy green eyes, brown hair, average hieght, and was a little bit chubby. "Maybe they are black mailing him or something like that." was running through her mind when she saw the innocence in his eyes and the way he carried himself. Francine would later find out that he wasn't as innocent as he looked.

"Seriously are you assholes going to follow us around all night?"

"We seriously are." Said the 1st man.

"Whatever! Look im getting a little irratated with you guys."

"Awe she is getting irratated with us boys." The man said to his friends.

 A little more irratated and a little more scared she was starting to realize they are really going to do what they say they are. For the first time Francine and Heather got a glimpse of the evil in the 5th man when he started laughing with the rest of his friends. Francine looked for some kind of regret in his demenor and found nothing. She then realized they are seriously in danger and that the one she thought wasn't going to hurt her maybe the one who hurts her the most. The silent but deadly type of man. The one who was good at hiding his emotions and true intentions. Francine got quiet and stared at her hands and started fittling her fingers quietly saying to herself inside her head, Think Francine Think!