(You take the place of Max Jagerman. You can be him or your own OC.)

You walked through the halls, students clearing their way in order to avoid you. One student didn’t, though. Grace Chastity.

She held up a sign that said: ‘CANCEL HOME-C*MMING! Don’t dance with TEMPTATION!’ As she chanted: “Hey-ho! Heck no! Co-ed dance has gotta go!”

You smirked as you approached her. “Hey Grace, watcha doin’?” “Oh, getting the dance canceled!” She said with a smile. “Ho-co is just an excuse for kids to dry-hump in the gym. I run laps in that gym, and I don’t want to slip on any wayward spunk.” “Ahaha- ‘spunk’, you’re funny!” You grinned. In return, she gave you a weird look. “Can I carry your books for you?” You asked. “Carry my books?!” She gasped, looking at you as if you had just killed her family. “I don’t think either of us are ready for that! We’re only eighteen!”