[Bakersfield, CA, 1995]

You stared at yourself in the mirror, still wondering if you looked good enough. You were wearing your best clothes, your hair neatly brushed/combed and made. But even then, you were convinced you still looked bad.

Oh, well. There's no point in changing now. He's going to be here in ten minutes. You were in a date with this handsome rockstar. You were still shocked even asked you out. You were so nervous. You were trembling so bad, it was hard to stand up straight. Just as you were about to cancel last minutes, there was a gentle knock at the door.