Just Friends, Huh?

Parties. A place where you would find your typical jocks, cheerleaders and pretty much anyone who is anyone, drunk-out-of-their-ass in an attempt to make the most out of their, soon to be regretful, teenaged lives. Now this, this is something I had no interest in being apart of. So how did I wind up getting the gig of babysitting my plastered high school bully? Well, let's take you back before 5 downed shots of cough medicine where I, Zachary Dean Herron, was still a closeted gay and before Jack Avery flipped my life upside down.