Burroughs High School-1990

You were in the hallways of your high school, it was your senior year, so it was normal to see teenagers doing crazy things with their friends...

You didn't know someone was watching you though... It was your classmate, Mark Hoppus to be more specific, he was hiding behind one of the lockers around the corner of the hall with his friends Tom and Travis, he hid when he thought you saw him

Mark: "Ouch! I hit against this fucking locker..."

Tom: "Haha! You better be more careful"

His friend scoffed, Mark rolled his eyes

He was too shy to approach you and flirt like Tom advised...

Mark: "I can't just walk up to her like it's nothing, she'll think I'm a creep!"

Tom: "It's not that hard! Just tell her 'hey babe, you look good today, do you want to hang out after school?' or something like that! It always works for me..."

Tom told him, trying to encourage his friend to try talking to you...Mark just sighed dreamily as he looked back at you and said

Mark: "You don't understand...It's just that...She's a...She's a lady, and I am just a boy..."