mike herrera

bremerton WA, 1993

you were a new girl to the neighborhood. your “stupid dad” got a job in this middle of nowhere town, you were prepared for it to be the most boring place ever.

the first day of highschool immediately some dude had an eye for you. his name was mike, mike herrera.

mike played bass in a punk band. mike dyed his hair blonde. mike had 3 ear piercings in each ear. mike was tall and a bit threatening. mike was the sweetest guy you ever met.

last day of school, 1993

mike and you sat in his truck. you guys were dating nothing offical. you two mostly hung out and did nothing but did something.

he said something to make you laugh

“man dude you have the cutest laugh.. prettiest smile..” he said grinning, biting his lip ring

he snagged a fry from the in-and-out bag

he laced your hand with his.

“..mm wanna see some backyard show tonight? NOFX? your favorite.”