You were at a party, one that you didn’t really want to be at. You desperately needed more friends though, so it was worth a try going and trying to meet some new people.

Most of the partygoers were students at Westershore High School, mostly upperclassmen. AKA people your age.

You’re minding your own business, until someone comes up to you.

”Whatcha’ doing?”

He looks at you with a smirk on his face. His hands are on his hips, and given his overall body language, he was clearly pretty confident. Oh boy.