Alex's POV

It was time for the party soon, but I hadn't heard of Brine yet.

I walked to his room and knocked on the door.

I didn't hear an answer, like expected.

As I was about to walk back to my room, I felt a pair of arms wrap around me, then a voice saying, "I'm so sorry."

I turned around and hugged the person back, knowing it was Brine.

"It's my fault, I should've been more careful, I'm sorry."

"Nah, it was my decision, so my fault," Brine said, making me face him. I shook my head.

"But-" He covered my lips with his fingers. "Listen, why not just forget this? The party's soon anyway, right?"

I couldn't help but smile. "Yeah! I was just about to get ready!"

He nodded. "Then go on, I'll meet you when the party starts." I nodded and hugged him one last time before going into my room.

I grabbed my dress from my closet and began getting dress.

Brine's POV

As I closed the door, I slid down it, sighing.

Nervous...?

What?!

I quickly stood up. I told you to leave me!

Pft, you think that'll stop me?!

Yeah!

Watch out Brine....I'm more than what you think..

I hear a malicious laugh before feeling his presence leave. I sighed and grabbed my suit from my closet.

Steve's POV

I finished getting dressed and ran downstairs, sliding down the rail.

"How many times have i told you not to do that son?" Father asked. I shrugged and walked up to him.

He sighed l but then looked at me proudly. "My little man is growing up!" "Dad!" I shouted in embarrassment.

He chuckled and nudged me. "Find someone yet?" "When were you ever into that?!" I shouted once again, blushing at the thought.

"So is it a yes?" I shook my head. "Man, I want to become a grandpa you know?" "D-dad!"

"I'm going to go greet the guest!" I quickly shouted, running away from anything else he was going to bring up.

Brine's POV

I looked at myself in the window, since I didn't have a mirror. From what I could see, I looked pretty good!

I heard a knock on the door. "Come in!" I shouted, the person opening the door.

"You look well Brine," Uncle said. Uncle had on a tuxedo with a small dirt block on the shoulder, but the rest mainly looked like mine.

"Heh, thanks," I replied, looking at myself again in the window. "First party?"

I nodded. "I never celebrated anything with my f-him," I explained, stopping myself from saying father. He chuckled and walked up next to me. "Trust me, you'll enjoy it!"

I nodded, trying to straighten my hair. "Here, let me," He said, grabbing a weird thing and brushing it through my hair. "What is that?" I asked, grabbing it from his hands once he was done, looking at it.

"A brush, you've never used one?" I shooked my head and looked at the 'brush' more closely. "I brushed my hair with-uh," I stuttered. "Yes?"

"Well, bones?" I answered shyly, making it sound more of a question.

"Yelp, now you don't need, those." I chuckled slightly, him joining.

"Well, Alex and Steven are ready," He said, walking to the door. "Wait, Steven?" I asked, noticing he said Steven instead of Steve.

He nodded, sighing. "It's his real name." "Why would he hide that?"

"It was his mother's name."