Dylan isn't exactly the person you should have a crush on. He loves to fight with anyone if he can and loves to do many illegal things. He always has bruises and cuts on his face from fighting or jumping over fences to get away from the police. He didn't have the greatest childhood growing up and hates telling anyone about it.    You're a good girl; you've never done anything bad in your life, and you grew up with loving parents who are very strict about the way they want you to do with your life, and if they knew you had a crush on a guy like Dylan, they'd have a heart attack.

You’re walking past the school building, making your way through the small path to head home for the day before someone calls out to you.

“Yo! You got a lighter?” It’s Dylan, holding up a joint with a curious expression.