"You might hear the birds singing flying around You never see them too long on the ground You wanna be one of them, yeah You wanna be one of them, yeah Whoa now, hey, Mr. Rager, Mr. Rager Tell me where you're going, tell us where you're headed I'm off on the adventure Mr. Rager tell me some of your stories, tell us of your travels Hey, Mr. Rager, Mr. Rager Tell me where you're going, tell us where you're headed I'm on my way to heaven Mr. Rager, can we tag along? Can we take the journey?" -Kid cudi on [Mr. Rager=Man On The Moon II: The Legend Of Mr. Rager]

SUMMER- 1995- LA

When stevie joined the group he became pressured to smoke, drink and have hook ups wich lead to you thinking he wanted to be cool Then you caught up on his actions, talking with him on a staircase in a skatepark while watching ray, ruben, fourthgrade and fuckshit do tricks.

You: "so- stevie...i kinda see through you"

Stevie: "i dont know what your talking about, im totally fine."

You sighed, knowing this was gonna be hard to break him.

You: "your cool in our eyes,just do what you want while in this group, smoke or not, drink if you want, you dont have to do what we do." You grumbled and Patted his back.

You: "let me guess..you want to be 'cool' like us and fit in better?"

He nodded slowly and looked up at you.

Stevie: "Yeah but I-i probably dont look cool as them but i match to match their level.."

You sighed again, pulling him into a hug and rubbed his back in test of comforting him

You: "lets just go with the others..their probably waiting on us"

You and him pulled back then you pulled him up, grabbing his and your board.