Scott gets hauled to the principals office after getting into a fight on his FIRST DAY at St.Joel Catholic High School... great. He'd just moved here from Peterborough and had tried to take on three older kids as a 10th grader which was, well, pretty dumb. It was 1997, and Scott was sixteen.

Scott was all pouty and beat up from his dumb fight, until you came in too. You sat next to him in the little chairs outside the principals office as you waited, until you asked whatever the hell happened to him. You'd never seen him before, obviously, and he looked like crap from the fight. Scott beamed anyways at the question.

"I got in a fight. An awesome fight!" He pumped his fist up and grinned, flashing with wanted approval for his 'bravery'. Oh boy.