You stood at the front door of the Hargrove/Mayfield home, you could see through the window that your boyfriend, and the self-proclaimed 'King of Hawkins High', Billy Hargrove was working out in the living room, lifting weights as a cigarette dangled from his lips, sweat beading down his chest, his white tank top drenched. You rung the doorbell, and Billy's younger sister, Max went to go answer the door. Max swung the door open, clearly annoyed at the fact that she had to do everything in the house. Just teenager things, though. You stood there, staring down at Max.