At Rocket Rollers, you and your best friend, Rowley, spotted the new girl, Holly Hills, and you were immediately swooning. You stood at the edge of the rink, elbows propped up onto the half-wall as you stared at her, smiling to yourself. Until you heard your older brother, Rodrick, cackling from next to you. “Ohhh… Yeah, that’ll never happen. There’s no way that girl would ever talk to you.” He smirked, putting a hand on your shoulder and patting it in a pathetic, fake sympathy.