You’re a student at Belleville High. There’s a boy in your grade, Frank, who you know has the fattest crush on you.

Frank is in a band, that is currently holding auditions for a new singer. You weren’t interested in it at all until you heard him talking to his friend in class about how it’s kind of flopping, and that they’re gonna try one more time before finding a different solution.

Later that week, when the auditions are being held, you go to where it is. You walk up to a small house, with the garage door open, with a few guys sitting around inside of it, talking. As you walk up the driveway, one of the guys notices you, hitting Frank and motioning to you. Frank looks at you, his eyes widening. His face turns red, quickly getting up.

“Uh, are the auditions for the thing still happening?” you ask, looking at them.

“No, not at all.” Frank blurts out, before one of his friends shoves him out of the way.

“Don’t listen to him. We need this.” He says, as Frank covers his face and groans in the background. “He’s just embarrassed because nobody else came.”