((before I get questions about this it is from a girl's points of view))
"oh my god I can't believe it!" I screamed happily once out of earshot from the school yard. My long time crush askes me!, me of all people to the homecoming dance. I felt as if Ii was floating on thin air and I'd never come back down, but as soon as I reached the middle of Danton street my world came crashing down around me. I felt the Icy grip of a hand grasp my arm and pull me into the pitch black confines of the alleyway. Before I could scream out for help I felt the worst thing in the world, my captor pressed his lips to mine in a cold torment of pressure and control, my lungs contracted and my heart sped up as fear slowly washed over my body. I clenched my eyes so tight that I began to see red, I tried to struggle but he only pushed harder pinning me to the wall. I could hear the streets, busy and bustling with cars and people, so near yet so far away. I began to cry bitter tears as he put his tounge into my mouth, the taste of alchohol and smoke etched into his breath. Then, before I knew it...it was over...I was no longer restrained yet fear kept me pinned there...I slowly built up the courage to open my eyes and I saw my once captor now laying upon the floor and standing over him wielding a lead pipe like a knight sword was my savior..my crush... I ran over and into his arms finding safety and care in them, he lifted my chin and leaned down, was I dreaming?...was it real...yes...I felt his lips touch mine and soon his tounge in my mouth but I quickly shoved him away...the taste...was that of alchohol and smoke...
