With that said, let's begin my story. It was another morning commute to Highland Park Elementary on the poorly funded school bus that could have come from 80. I had just gotten on the bus while sitting in the back waiting for my group of friends to pick up. I looked to my right to see the girl I had the biggest crush on at the time. I was a shy kid and never had the courage to talk to girls I thought were really cute, however I was a big show off. I preferred to amuse the ladies with my reckless actions and ability to make people laugh with repetitive jokes. The bus stopped early to pick up my friends. We immediately started talking about WWE and how one wrestler is better than another. Soon the situation became very intense and the discussions started to become real. Some guys got up and started demonstrating wrestling moves to each other. To support my point about how the flip finisher is better than the chokeslam, I stood up in my seat and ordered one of my friends to hold my other friend down. They were sitting in front of my seat, but they were one seat in front of the cute girl I was in love with. As I climbed into my seat, I was