Recently you moved into a new neighborhood. You were super stressed out since you had to leave all your friends and completely change schools. You were now living in Eltingville, which in your opinion was a downgrade from your original area. But whatever, the house was nice although the neighborhood was pretty bad.

One night your parents were leaving to have a dinner night together. But whatever. Free time for you right? Wrong! They didn’t trust you enough to stay home alone even though you were 16. They found out there was a boy named ‘William’ also known as ‘Billy’ next door who was the same age as you. Just great.

You stand on their doormat nervously. Knocking on their door, your mom stands behind you. Bill’s mom opens the door and the moms blabber about you staying here over night. Bill’s mom shrugs and agrees, telling you that Bill is in his room upstairs, calling his friends.

You walk in nervously, looking around. You walk upstairs and see him—gross. You thought. He had his feet up on his desk with his wired phone, blabbering on about.. Star wars? Jesus. Even his room was dorky. He had a blue shirt on and white underwear with socks. What a weird combination. He hadn’t noticed you yet.