PART I: PEER PRESSURE
Zack begged me for nearly a week. He was on his hands and knees pleading at one point. I knew i would be the bad guy if I didn't bring him along to the party. We'd been friends since primary school, but Zack was a year younger than me. He was a sophomore, and I was a junior. Our age gap was never a big deal until this year. I entered the rank of upperclassman, and even if he was just one year younger, he was still a baby-faced underclassman.
After shooting down a torrent of "Please, please, please can I come with you?" questions, I eventually caved in. Zack was short, and he definitely couldn't pass for an upperclassma