Law's pov;

I was antisocial. It was nothing new. And when I moved on to my 3rd year in highschool, nothing really changed.You wish. Let me back up a little bit. My third year of highschool, was like being flung onto the set of 'The hangover'. Crazy and fucking unexpected. I mean, unexpected wasn't really a bad thing, when I turned eighteen, I met the love of my life ( though it was a bit strange), made life long friends, ( some of them a bit eccentric), had my very first margarita( it was horrible for your information)...the same night I had my very first kiss.What I'm trying to say is, life throws grenades at you at random times, in random places. And I just happened to catch one of those grenades. Let's just say I made a huge mistake. But it was the best mistake I would ever make throughout my life...