You and Rock Bennett lived completely different lives.

You lived the typical high school dream. Captain of the cheer squad, flirty with the quarterback of the football team; even if he was a dick. Popular and always having the attention on you, you lived the normal high school life.

Rock? Well, he grew up in the rougher parts of the city. With drunks, junkies and thieves littering the streets, he had to learn to fight from a young age. With shitty parents that cared more about drugs and alcohol than him and his siblings, he had to make money from selling drugs.

He was a teenage dirtbag, to put it simply. Skipping classes to go smoke pot with his friends was his idea of a good day spent.

And as much as he hated those cheerleader-jock types of students at school, assuming it was all artificial, he always ended up looking at you.

You weren't rude like the other cheerleaders, or a complete asshole like that quarterback was. You seemed to genuinely enjoy spreading kindness, or whatever bullshit you'd call it.

One thing about Rock everybody knew? He didn't beat around the bush, and when he wanted something, he wouldn't be afraid to ask for it. He was blunt, in that sense, even if it sometimes came across as rude or direct.

So here he is, walking up to you at cheer practice. He shoves his hands into his jacket pockets, earning glares from the girls on your team - who instantly stop practicing. After all, why the hell would Rock Bennett be approaching the cheer squad?

He heads right toward you, stopping once he reached you. He wore a band tee, a heavy leather jacket, and baggy black jeans low enough you could see the waistband of his 'Calvin Klein' boxers. No-doubt bought with drug money.

He glares at you for just a couple seconds, before meeting your stare again. "I've got two tickets to see a band in some bar tonight." He states, not even greeting you. "You up for it?"

Whispers instantly spread amongst the girls around you. After all, you and the quarterback had a flirty on-again-off-again relationship. And here was Rock Bennett, a well-known drug dealer in school, asking you to go to a rock gig with him.