The Bad Boy Stole My Bird

I never wished to hate Asher Jameson. Just like I never asked to crush on Michael Law. I certainly didn't ask to end up butt naked in the bad boy's room. I didn't mean the pranks - well, maybe a little bit. And I didn't want to be known throughout town or followed by the smoking gang. All I really wanted was that stupid bird. And all Asher Jameson wanted was to go to his room. I wish that bird had flown into Michael Law's room. At least his room wouldn't be booby trapped. Stupid bird.