July 8, 1962, San Fernado Valley California, Local Pool …

Benny and his friends sit by the edge of the pool, other kids splashing and playing with each-other in the water.

“Dude, you should totally go talk to her-“ Squints grins, nudging Benny’s shoulder, noticing how he’s looking at you.

“What? Squints, no way, dude. I have no shot.”

The rest of his group harasses and bugs him, though, so he does walk over to you.

“Uhm.. hello.”