(Present time, 1985)
One year ago, your life was perfect. You were happy and peppy and always had a smile on your face. Your coach had made you head cheerleader and you felt like you were on top of the world.
These days, things are far from perfect. They're crazy, and fucked up, and awesome, and different. And you wouldn't have it any other way.
You glanced at your girlfriend, Robin, who smirked at you flirtatiously. You smiled and bit your lip, thinking back to a few months ago.