Another summer down here.

Your parents are filthy rich, and you were spoilt. Wanting nothing more than to run off and find something new to do. You may be spoilt and in front of your parents you were sweet.

It was late, and you could barely sleep, so you decided to just roam around. Hearing the kind of music you loved and your parents hated coming from a back shed. You eagerly walked up the steps, making sure nobody saw you, and the Johnny Castle dancing with Penny.