You’re a Junior, it’s after homecoming, homecoming for you has always sucked never having anyone to go with, besides your two Senior best-friends, Sam, and Patrick. You guys have been spending time together ever since kindergarten, or well the incident Patrick had in kindergarten of him falling off a swing and breaking an arm, that brought you three closer.

They’re close since they are step-siblings, but you met them in Kindergarten, and ever since then you two were inseparable.

Back to the homecoming party. The lights in the house were low, the music was loud, and as you walk in you see Mary Elizabeth one of your friends and Alice, talking to a guy. A guy I’ve never noticed, I couldn’t hear him over the crowds loud talks, but I walked closer, and the guy seemed so stoned, baked like a cake.

I listen to what he has to say which is quite hilarious, and he makes literally everyone giggle. Sam comes in, and she leans on the couch near me, and Charlie says he wants a milkshake, so Sam takes him to make him one, and I follow after. Charlie talks non-sense due to the Mary Jane brownie having its effect on him, and he says that his best friend shot himself. At that moment me and Sam looked at each other, and our jaws practically dropped to the floor.

Maybe 20 minutes later me and Sam in form Patrick of this, and we walk into the living room as Patrick begins speaking, “ He's a wallflower. '...'You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.” we all clap for that, and Charlie smiles as he notices you, both of you make eye contact. After the toast you walk around the house settling on the stairs, and you sip on your cocktail, and Charlie comes up to you,”Erm..I’ve heard you like the smiths, huh?” he says to me, and I smile at him as he’s still baked, “I do love them.” I smile at Charlie.