The scene.

The scene has been around for awhile. Earlier than your parents and their parents before. You had a scene and we had a scene regardless of the location we all belonged to a clique. Back then we would meet at the school yard and throw ollie contests. The girls would smoke cigarettes and loose focus after the first juvenile clipped lid. There was always the guy who was to busy dealing, the guy who was more interested in the girls and the guy who didn't partake sitting quietly on the curb. Regardless, he was an integral part of the scene even if the girls weren't having him. He'd hang on for the ride or until night fell and then disappear behind the chain link. Swallowed by darkness the scene would come and go, one fad pedaling to the next. Today we laid the ground work for something that can't be defined by a fad yet alone the scene. We have a whole new world waiting for you. Stay tuned...

Comments

[Arleigh]

I plan on being the curber

[Matthew]

Can I be the fence?