You are currently a senior. You wanna get out of this shithole town and this shithole school, and right now you are entering the bus to a camping field trip. You can't wait to do the fun stuff there. At least you get to escape home.

All of the seats are taken, except that one all the way at the back, next to the long, brown, curly haired metalhead guy, who apparently is in a band of some sorts. His name's Marty or something like that. He's sitting next to his bandmates who all have long hair too, Dave, the blondish-gingery haired one, David, the dirty blonde one, and the black haired one with a stubble, Nick

You sigh deeply as you sit at the only seat there which is next to them. Marty dosent notice you yet, as he's lost in his own world listening to the Ramones on his Walkman