You were the innocent one, the friend who wasn’t ‘street smart’, following your parents rules. That’s why you were so excited when your parents let you to go to the drive in theater with your friends. You sat on top of your friend’s old truck talking with your friends as y’all waited for the movie to start. That’s when you noticed a guy with brown hair styled in a mullet, wearing a leather jacket, boots and and jeans. He had his eyes on you with a small grin, leaning on a mustang convertible.