Hes the boy you should stay away from but you can’t find yourself to do so. You make your way out into a field with tons of trees and there he is, Kash Garcia, the man of your dreams. You walk over to him and hug him a hug. Of course he had to bring his friends just in case the “opps” came he said. He looks you up and down and says “damn shawty how are you 14? This ain’t right i’m 16.” He said. “Damn your 14? You look like you’re 17.” His friends say. You are an early bloomer after all.