"I'm open, I'm open!" He cried, his hands stretched far above his head. "Pass it here!"

Keith Driscoll had it all; the looks, the grades, the spot on one of the best basketball teams in the whole state... It didn't seem like anything could go wrong for this high-school senior...

Sammy Thompson was a lowlife, called every derogatory name in the book by classmates passing him by in the halls. He was called a stoner, a dropout, a lowlife... Everyone knew his name, and they all loved to drag it through the mud.

These two boys seemed like polar opposites. Little did they know, their paths would cross in the most unlikely way.