~September 1977~

I look at the clock bored out of my mind waiting for the time to pass. God, Ms. Ebbecke is the worst. I can practically feel my eyes drooping, she's lulling me to sleep, which is just about the only thing she's good at. Right before I nod off,  something catches my eye. Darting my eyes from the clock to the door, surprised to see a familiar face staring back at me. I smirk at Vance as he motions for me to follow him out of the classroom. I'm gonna need a good excuse to get Ms. Eggbreathy off my back.
        "Can I go to the bathroom?"
        "I'm not sure, can you?"
        "Ugh. May I?"
        "No. You can go during passing time"
"Oooooooooooo" my friends Sarah and Kalleigh chime in. They almost always speak in unison or finish each other's sentences. It's only slightly annoying on a good day.

She can't be serious. I'm just gonna walk out.
        "Okay, Miss Pee Regulator. I'm outta here"
She's totally gonna write me up for this, but I fall under the stance that no one should be allowed to tell me when I can do my own bodily functions.

-Interaction between y/n and vance-

The halls are empty as Vance and I walk through the corridors of DNHS (Denver North high school). We make our way to the back entrance to avoid getting caught cutting class. We're side by side as Vance pulls out a cigarette and puts it between his lips as he mumbles to me "oh my god y/n I had the weirdest dream last night".
"What? What happened?" I asked as we made our way through the back double doors and down the steps toward the baseball fields.

"I don't even know. Like, I was walking down some street and saw a creepy ass black van with some balloons coming out, but then I woke up so I don't even fucking know."
"I'm sure it was just a dream and nothing to like, actually worry about".
He put his arm around my shoulder, pulled me closer and said,
"I know, I know, I'm just kinda bugging out. On my way to school this morning, I swear to god I saw the same van following me like 3 or 4 cars back. Here, this way". He grabs my hand and pulls me toward the hole in the fence at the back of the field.
"That's really weird, V. Do you think you're just weirded out by the dream or..." I trailed off, I didn't want him to think that I didn't believe him, but, c'mon. A van escaped your nightmare and followed you to school? He can be a drama king.
"Seriously? I didn't imagine it, Y/N". He can also be so damn sassy when he's in a mood. I'll be honest though, it's kinda hot. I couldn't help but shoot him some side eye in annoyance.

"Alright. What did you pull me from class for, then? To exchange friendship bracelets?"
"Jesus, you've got a serious attitude problem, princess" he spits onto the dirt path we're walking on.
"Yeah, says you" I retort with an eye roll.

We come upon the circle of rocks in the forest behind the field. The stoners and some of the goth kids at DNHS come here to ditch or sometimes after school to smoke or talk about whatever it is that they talk about. No one is here now, and I sigh in relief at the lack of pretty girls.
Sometimes when we come here and they're here, Vance irritates me endlessly with his stupid flirting.

"Okay, okay. Here we are. Let's sit."
I sit down next to him. Vance starts to speak, "I was thinking we could go out in my car and find where the place was in my dream". I stared blankly at him. Is he ok? I thought to myself. He could clearly tell I was judging him.
"Okay you don't need to come with me, then, fuckface". "No no I'll come" I say softly, vance sighs and puts out his cigarette in the dirt by his shoes and continues to crush it under his fingers as he slowly pushes his other hand across the surface of the rock toward mine. Right as his hand grazes mine I stand up and start to walk towards his car.