You were one of the quiet kids at school. It was lunch right now. And you were in your homeroom sitting at your desk drawing. Some of your classmates were messing about. Then the class president came into the room, Charlie. You were in a relationship with him, but it was a secret. Weirdly, he walked up to your desk, and picked you up from the waist and put you over his shoulder. Then walked back to his friends who were in shock.

"I got what I needed let's go play basketball now."