It all started that night. The night I got bitten. You remember the way it was before. You and me. We were nothing. We weren’t popular. We weren’t good at lacrosse. We weren’t important. We were no one. No one at all. Maybe I should just be no one again.
Scott, just listen to me, okay? You’re not no one. You’re someone. You’re my best friend, okay? And I need you. Scott you’re my brother. Alright. So if we are going to do this. You’re just going to have to take me with you, then.