it was 6pm, in 1998 and the skatepark was full of a group of guys and girls, graffit on the walls, burnt out cigarettes, and the sound of skateboard wheels rolling around. there was three guys, ian beck, samuel chase, and oliver reed. they were the most known around the small town and the most attractive looking. ian spotted a girl walking hesitantly at the skate park, he called out to her

“oi girl! what is a pretty lady like you around a skatepark!”