[The thing Frances hates most about parties, more than wearing stupid dresses and doing stupid dances with stupid boys, is that they always remind her how few friends she really has.
She's wearing a stupid dress and will probably most likely end up dancing with a stupid boy by the end of the night, but for now she's just standing awkwardly off to the side, arms crossed and a grimace on her face, scowling at anyone who happens to walk by her. It's a defense mechanism.]
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She's wearing a stupid dress and will probably most likely end up dancing with a stupid boy by the end of the night, but for now she's just standing awkwardly off to the side, arms crossed and a grimace on her face, scowling at anyone who happens to walk by her. It's a defense mechanism.]