As time passed by I grew up to be very sad. I was as thin as a rake and was not as strong as some of the jocks in my school. I had green hazel eyes and a mark on my arm. I hadn't known what it was but it was weird. I had jet black spiked hair and really ragged clothes like I was shopping in the garbage. My name is Micheal Levesky. I wasn't popular and I wasn't a nobody. I had two friends. One of them had brown chocolate hair and perfect skin. She had the most sweet smile and adorable laugh. But we where friends I had nothing into her. Her name was Chantelle Cortez. Now to introduce Dylan Jackson. He had a dark brown hair and it was as smooth as silk. He was buff and twice as tall as me. He had gone through many girls but he ended up being dumped. Even though he has a great body he was a jerk. Like a huge jerk.