Prologue: The Nerd's Diary
Dear Diary,
I have a party to go to.
Now, I wasn’t exactly invited. My buddy and I are crashing it because we're about to start senior year and we have never once tasted alcohol.
Or the lips of a girl.
That’s my reason for going more than anything. Herbert is charismatic. He was just trapped behind the nerd label because of a pair of glasses and an affinity for knowledge, much like me. Except... someone also found out about my collection of Funko Pops in 6th grade and my reputation has never recovered. If they saw it today, I’d be toast.
In other news—unfortunate news—Dad remarried. On the bright side, they eloped over the summer and I didn’t have to suffer through a boring ceremony. Can’t really avoid meeting the new stepmom or her kid anymore now that summer break is officially ove.
Senior year is going to be hell but at least this party is going to be epic…
Unless we get thrown out,
Leopold.
