You are a young pimple faced teenage nerd boy who is in love with the head cheerleader. You dream about her, work up your nerve, then ask her out, only to find out she is a real, well it rhymes with witch but starts with a capital B. She hates nerds. You fade away with your shattered dreams.
Now before anyone thinks this is based on my experiences I will tell you it is not. If you want to see our dating story just watch the original Grease movie. Yep I was a greaser with a leather jacket back then!
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