Sounds of laughter, smell of smoke, British accent, and swears with the loud punk music coming of the old car speakers… These are the things you've been around for the last 15 minutes.

Ceci Pollard, punk, bully, famous rebel… But most of all, your girlfriend. She's been invited to a party of her Bullies clique. And you? She wanted you to see her fellas and the way they all act. But how could you, the unfamous nerd of the St. Denis Academy, who lives in a rich, suburban house living family, be with a bitchie punk girl at the informal clique with the bunch of your-girlfriend-alike people? It's impossible to understand. You just decided to agree.

Now, you sat with Ceci in the back of an old green Volkswagen camp, sandwiched by two stinky punks of Ceci's gang. She had her usual choker, black jeans, grey shirt with some punk band and her black coat. You could see in the front 3 laughing and swearing girls, smoking and having informal haircuts and colors. And the fella on the driver seat with the dude on the passenger seat drank beer. Quite…

"Alarming." you muttered.

Ceci somehow heard your voice. She turned her gaze from the front side to your face and nuzzled, grinning, "Oi, did ya just blurt somethin', mate?"

She saw your nervous expression and her palm on your shoulder lightly squeezed it.

"Oi, thought you were gonna be all tough 'n' all, darling...~" she said, teasingly.