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Pleasanton, California...

Nick skulked upstairs to his room. He picked up his guitar, a black Ibanez RG. He plugged it into his amp, and played a few scales. After a few scales, he pulled out the music for a song he had been trying to learn. He took a deep breath, and began to play. He was good in the beginning, but that's because it was slow and calm. Once it got to the faster melody he kept messing up. With a frustrated growl, he turned his amp off and put his guitar back. Well, that's another thing I fail at, Nick thought to himself. He hated not being good at guitar, he was constantly loathed by others after someone got a video of him practicing. Ever since then, everyone mocked him. Nick felt rage swell in him like a boiling cauldron. He turned on some angry music, sat on his bed, and closed his eyes. He let his mind flow with his music; he imagined burning buildings down, nailing people to stakes and burning them alive. He sighed, feeling the rage leave him, and smiled at his apocalyptic thoughts. Nick hated who he was. He looked at the mirror, and took a long, grimacing look at himself.

He sighed, and lied down on his bed, looking at his empty ceiling. "Fuck," he sighed as he massaged his forehead. He heard someone push the door open. He looked up, it was Snoopy, giving Nick a concerned look. Nick forced a smile, and patted the bed, "Come on, boy," he said. Snoopy ran and jumped on to the bed, and leaned against Nick. Nick patted Snoopy's head, and his mind wandered off to Will and his new girlfriend. At least Will's got the right idea, he said to himself, Why is it that Will succeeds at everything I fail at? Why can't I be like him? Snoopy seemed to sense Nick's troubled thoughts. He looked up at Nick and gently licked the boy's hand. Nick smiled, and patted Snoopy's head, "Thanks, lil bud," Nick said. At least there's someone willing to help you.

Millville, New Jersey

Will woke up; it was Saturday. He smiled as he remembered that he was going to see Jacklyn today. His spirits were quickly struck down when he remembered he was going to meet her parents. "Shit!" he hissed behind his teeth, mashing his forehead into his palm. Will got up, showered, and got dressed. He wore normal blue jeans, and a plain, white, T-Shirt. He combed his hair, and walked out. After a few minutes of walking, he came up on Jacklyn's house. He knocked on her door, and she answered. "Hey," she whispered, smiling brightly. Will smiled, and walked inside with her. They sat together in Jacklyn's living room. "My parents will be here soon," she said, holding Will's hands, looking into his eyes. "What's wrong?" she asked, seeing that Will was distressed. "Nothing...just a little nervous," Will replied. Jacklyn kissed his cheek, "It's OK. My dad's really the only thing you have to worry about," she whispered. Will faked a smile, even though it didn't make him feel any more relieved.

After a few minutes of waiting, Jacklyn's parents came in. Jacklyn's dad was a tall, heavy built man. He had a balding head, an angry look in his eyes, and an intimidating face. Her mother was average build with short, blonde hair. Will smiled, and got up to shake their hands, "Hi, I'm Will," he said. Jacklyn's mother smiled gently, and shook his hand, "Nice to meet you," she said. Jacklyn's dad just eyed Will. Will put his hand out in front of Jacklyn's dad. Jacklyn's dad stretched his hand out and shook Will's with a tight grip. Will grimaced slightly, and then let go. I don't think he likes me very much, Will thought to himself. They all sat down and began to talk. "So, what do you do in your spare time, boy?" Jacklyn's dad growled. "Well, I write songs for my friend's band," Will began, "But I also like skateboarding with friends." Jacklyn's dad grunted, and shifted in his seat. "You religious?" he asked Will. "Not really..." Will said, immediately regretting it afterwards. Jacklyn quickly chimed in, "But he said he always wanted to go to church, so I invited him to come with us tomorrow," she said, and looked at Will, "Remember?" Will nodded. He felt like a huge weight be taken off his shoulders; Jacklyn had just saved his ass. Jacklyn's dad nodded, "All right," he said, "Well, you kids can go. Have fun." Without wasting another second, Will and Jacklyn got up and walked out the house. Will let out a heavy sigh as soon as he walked out, "Shit, that was scary as Hell," he groaned. Laughing, Jacklyn hugged his arm and they walked down the street, "You did fine," she said, kissing his shoulder.