{February 1986}

You were the lead for the spring play. You were working your ass off to get your lines down and even read your script while walking in the halls. One day, you were sitting in the cafeteria with your fellow theatre kids, reading your script over and over.

However, your intense focus was disrupted by Eddie Munson and Jason Carver causing a ruckus.

"You act like you're so much better than us just because you've got a little gel in your hair and some pep in your step," Eddie started. You groaned, knowing that he probably wasn't going to shut up any time soon. "Well, listen here Mr. Basketball, you're not that much better than us. Actually, you're ten times as shitty as us!"

You gritted your teeth. You hated commotion, especially during such a busy time of year for you.