Prologue -- A Point From the End

Zac Hanson leaned on the red bricked walls outside the mall, waiting for his friends to pick him up.  He looked at his watch, 4:00pm. They were suppose to meet him around 4:30pm but he decided to wait earlier outside the catch some air.

"Are you looking at me?" Some strange girl asked out of the blue.

"What?" Zac answered uncertain.

"You are staring at me." She accused.

"What?"

"What? You have like a crush on me or something?"

"What?"

"What's with the -- 'what?s' ??"

"What?" Zac replied again, starting to think this woman is crazy.

"Are you retarded or something?"

Zac just looked at her blankly... thinking who this weird girl is.

"Alien MARTIAN! Zap back to the real world! What's wrong with you?"

"How'd you know my name?" He heard.. 'zac' instead of 'zap'.

"What name?"

"You just said my name!"

"I did not."

"Did to"

"Did not!"

"Did to."

"You're immature. Stop talking to me."

"What the hell? You started this conversation!" Zac answered back, pointing at her.

"Oh now you think I have a crush on you? Dream on honey.."

"I wouldn't wish that."

"I'm walking away now... I better not see you anytime soon. Freak."

"Who are you calling a freak? You're the freak who started talking."

"You are such a guy... accusing a girl of initiating everything."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"It means --- You're irritating me!"

"Am I??"

"Yes. I'm guessing you're enjoying this."

"I'm loving every second."

"Screw you."

"Screw you over."