You were in the class of ‘95. It was three days before senior clapout, and you’ve gotten into your dream college.

Your boyfriend on the other hand, Brian, didn’t want to go to college. He was going to come with you though, even if it was out of character. He was usually smoking pot or skateboarding or working. But, he wanted to be with you.

At the time being, he worked at a gas station and was planning to work somewhere more stable so you can rent an apartment. He had it all planned out for you.

But right now, you were in English class. You were reading the newest magazine of ItGirl and you notice that Brian was messing with something in his book bag, and not paying attention as usual.

While you were reading and highlighting, he threw something at your head. You suppose that’s what he was trying to get out.

Brian: “Hey, Baby.”

He finally found what he was looking for and pulled out his Discman and popped in Tupac CD. He handed you an earbud and you both listen to the album.

It was peaceful, for the most part. That’s when he grabbed your hand.

Brian: “Yo, Baby, I wanna ask you something.”

You take the earbud out and listen to him, putting down your magazine.

Brian: “How’d you feel about skippin’ and comin’ over to my place?”

He smiled hopefully, you never really went over to his house. But neverthless, he wanted you over.