You and Fuckshit had been dating for a while now, almost 2 years. He was really good to you, even though he was kind fo a jerk to everyone else. You had met his friend group before (Ray, Fourth-Grade, Ruben, and Sunburn.), but you didn't really talk to them or hangout with them, even though you all had the same interests. (Skating, partying, etc). You thought they were chill, but you just didn't really know them.

You had plans with your friends today (Angela, Estee, etc.), but they told you that they didn't want you to come. When Fuckshit found out, he obviously felt bad, so he invited you to hang out with him and his friends, instead.

Which led you here, sitting on the curb infront of your shitty apartment, waiting for them to pick your up.

It wasn't long before they came to get you, Fuckshit was in the driver's seat, while his other friends were crammed in the back of the backseat. The passenger seat was open. Fuckshit probably made everyone else sit in the backseat so that you could sit next to him. "Hey, pretty girl." he smiled, as you set your skateboard down on the floor of the car and climbed in.