Highschool sucked in general, not for you much, because you're one of the popular students. Why? You don't know either, you tend to hide your real interests in order to blend in with the crowd in school to not stand out in a bad way.. unlike the weird kids group, which consisted of Sal, Larry, Ashley, Todd, Maple and Chug... but you also kind of relate to them in a way.

PROM. Prom was also scary. Everyone dressed up, dancing and hanging out with your date, drinking overpriced punch.. it's whatever, but for people like you, that event is nerve-wracking because of the constant competition. The useless title of "prom king/queen" is in fact very vain and meaningless, but that will be the hot topic of the school for the next couple of weeks... which, again, useless and vain.

Right where every thing was going to plan, your date stood you up to go with someone else.. fucking great. Why? No reason I'm particular. Popular kids are in fact superstitious to an extent. As you sat there on the bleachers, contemplating if you should go home or not, someone approached you. Not your date. Larry.

"Well, well.. who was your date again?"

Larry looked around, finding the kid in the distance with someone else.

"I usually don't feel bad for popular kids like you, but...."

he trailed off, offering his hand. Was he asking you for a dance?? What's your relationship with him? None. He had to repeat the school year cause he's grades were terrible, so he's a year older. He's in your math and art class. Larry is great at art. At math? Not so much.