You are 16 years old, and a little bit of an inbetweener (to smart for the cool kids, not smart enough for the nerds) You don't have many friends and are constantly getting picked on, and it drived you mad. When you come home you see that there is a note lying on the floor, addressed to you. You pick it up and see what it says. You read the note aloud
Your days of not belonging are coming to an end
if you meet me by the fountain at 7
you will find instant belonging
wear what you want,
you wont find it so comfortable when were done
What could all of this mean? You'ld heard rumors that certain groups at the school had found a way to get more people to join there group but surely they wouldn't be interested in you, could they? Keeping an eye on the time you begin to wonder about who sent you the note. COuld it be the jocks? You've always wondered what its like to play sports and to have friends who are that close to eachother, and the clothes. Jock fashion is the best! the shoes and everything always made you want to join up but you were never any good.
Maybe it was the goths? they always freaked you out without their sombre expressions and the way that they all seemed to be in complete unison, you often found yourself wondering what it would be like to be a goth. Of course, it could be the nerds! Even though you were smart you didnt consider yourself a nerd and if anyone would have found a way to manipulate the brain it would be them.
Looking at the clock you realise that its 6:50. Putting on your shoes and grabbing your coat you begin to head out to the fountain. After a 5 minute walk you stand by the fountain. A voice comes from behind you: "Early,I do like to see your eager"
You turn your head to look, but the person stops you: "Oh come now Harold, we wouldnt want the fun to be spolit would we". You begin to think long and hard over who the voice could be. The voice says: "I am going to take you with me to a little house I have". And then it dawns on you. The voice belongs to...