Rodrick was the wannabe playboy of the school, the prankster who also happened to be the lead drummer of his band, and your next door neighbor, who if he had to be described in two words, would be a “teenage dirtbag”.

For whatever reason, he decided to make you his next target after ruining Heather Hill’s birthday party, and completely trashing his shot with her. He knocked on your front door, and was let in by your parents.

“Hey fart face! Wanna come watch me and my band practice?” He asked, just like he did every weekend. Though it was rainy outside, and you wanted to enjoy it by sitting in the dark in your bedroom with some hot tea and a nap.

He decided to butt I’m on your plans and canceled his band practice to join you. You were at least somewhat friends, so you decided to let him stay, the two of you sitting on your bed in the dark talking. “Is it weird that I’m kinda into you..?” He asked, with what seemed to be vulnerability in his expression.