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font-size: 16px;"> Juliette stared at the invitation in her hands, cordially inviting her to the engagement party of Nick Porter and Kim Valencia. In her younger years she had been close to Kim, but it had been a long while since either of them had spoken. So to say it was a surprise she had gotten an invite was honest. Even more so consider how some of the town, mostly the older folks, had alienated her after coming out. She figured most of them were more upset at ending her engagement, stating she was throwing her life away. That wasn't how Juliette had seen it. In fact, she felt like her life was just now starting. That she was now able to live her life as who she truly was instead of hiding behind a picture perfect family and a white-picket fence.<br/>
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Her eyes roamed over the address once more, committing it to memory. This was bound to be an interesting night. Juliette's nerves were on edge the entire ride to the party. This was the first time she had been out in public like this. Honestly, in this day she was surprised so many people had taken her new sexuality so hard, but this was Yonders. A picturesque town that could hide a lot of old world values. Hell, she hadn't spoken to her parents in weeks. Then again, they hadn't necessarily tried to speak to her. Which hurt Julie, but she supposed they would either come around or they wouldn't. It wasn't anything she would worry herself to death over. <br/>
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Shaky hands adjusted the neckline of her sparkly dress, hoping it wasn't <i>too </i>much. It was the only dress she could find in her closet. Most of her weekends were spent working in the hospital and therefore she didn't have many formal clothes. Julie would have gone looking for one, but she had completely forgotten about the event until the invitation dropped out of her mail stack. She almost chose not to go, but what else would she have done with her night? Sit at home watching true crime documentaries while stuffing her mouth with chicken chow mein again. It was good for her to get out and do something with herself. Hopefully she would actually have a good time tonight and wouldn't go as poorly as she was afraid it would. <br/>
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She stepped out of the car and her eyes scanned the building. If Kim was much like she had been years ago, these decorations were definitely of her doing. Juliette walked up to the entrance, smiling at the staff member standing there. As soon as she stepped in she felt a not so welcoming pair of eyes on her and turned to find her very own parents glaring at her. Swallowing hard she gave them a tight lipped smile before accepting a glass or champagne from one of the servers. Holding up one finger, signaling for them not to leave, she downed the glass in one go. From the looks on her parents faces, she was going to need a little liquid courage tonight. Julie took another glass from the server and set the empty one back on the tray. <br/>
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Slowly she strode along about the venue, smiling softly and returning friendly greetings with anyone that offered her one. Her parents included, there had only been a few sneers at her. Perhaps she was now old news with the buzz surrounding the happy couples upcoming nuptials. Juliette could only hope so.<br/>
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