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Wantagh, NY - Sept 2

So they look like that group of frat boys/jocks that you see around school every morning. You would be sitting alone at one of the picnic tables in the almost empty quad at seven in the morning, reading a book quietly. They would walk right over to you and sit down at the table, making you look up, confused. They would strike up a conversation with you, talking about the book you were reading, or the band on your t shirt. After talking for about 20 minutes, you would finally ask why they suddenly started talking to you since you had gone to school with them for quite a few years and you lived across from them. Ashton and Calum would both look at Luke before breaking out into a small fit of giggles. You would look at Luke, whose face was now bright red. “I, um, I always wanted to talk to you, but I needed a little moral support.” He explained, turning the can around in his hand so you could see the beer label. “And a little liquid courage.”