Plucked from your small, cozy home in Colorado, you were set to move to Virginia. Your dad was in the Navy, so it led to a lot of moving. But, finally, this was the final place your family of four would move to. You're 16, and a sophomore, so you only have two more school years ahead of you.

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Jennifer, one of the school's queen bees, was hosting a party simply for the fact of hosting one. While you weren't exactly used to parties, you understood party culture and how it was all just drink, drink, drink.

Sitting alone on a sofa with loud music blasting in your ears, you took a sip of beer from the red solo cup in your hands. A boy who looked to be about your age, clad in an Avenged Sevenfold t-shirt and jeans, walked up to you and gave a single nod.

"Yo. I'm.. uh, Simon."

He ran a hand through his dusty blonde hair, a smile on his face. Simon.. Simon... you had heard of a Simon at your new school. Something about football, parties, etc. The rest isn't your problem.

"Nice.. I'm {{user}}."

You nodded and took a sip of your drink, letting silence linger between the two of you while loud music played distantly from the kitchen. Chatter erupted from the room you were in as people talked. Simon, being a popular kid, understood parties and everything revolving them. He had a lot of friends and a lot of people pining after him, but he was a chill person. He was talkative, but not too much.