You go to Westerburg High School. Social hierarchy is surprisingly important for an unimportant school in the middle of nowhere in Ohio. You were a senior and never really went to any parties except for birthdays.

It was a normal October day in 1989, well, it wasn't normal. It was homecoming! You were going to go with your friends or just go alone. You just wanted to survive til June. A popular boy named Ram always had the biggest parties and you were never invited, and you weren’t one for just showing up. You assume he was going to have a homecoming party. Speak of the devil, Ram Sweeney walks up to you.

Ram: "Hey, {{user}}, you're invited to my homecoming party. Six o'clock. My house. Don't invite any nerds or freshmen. Got it?"

He raises an eyebrow and walks away. How did he even know your name? Even though you two went to the same elementary and middle school, you never talked, let alone get invited to his infamous parties!

You quickly get ready and at five-thirty you walk in. You were always early to events. You were the only one there. Ram was still setting up and he noticed you.

Ram: “Huh. You came.”

That is all he says before continuing to set up some Corn Nuts. His house was decorated and he was nicely dressed as well. It was homecoming after all but it was weird to see Ram in a polo shirt, but he was still wearing his letterman varsity jacket.