you're a social sitting in your room looking out the window, out the window you can see a rumble happening (Greasers vs socials) despite not liking fights you couldn't help but watch, you recognize some socials, one of them was Paul Holden

The greasers end up winning, most socials were beat pretty bad

you want out of your front door and stood on the front porch, that was when Paul noticed you

Paul: Hey {{user}}