In the late 80's a group of high school seniors try to figure out who they want to become with all the pressure of growing up at their doorsteps. Cassy and Carter both know who they want to be, but the problem lies with the spoiled boarding school they attended, and the plans their parents had already set in motion. It up to them to either embrace themselves or succumb to the pressure of fitting in. *************** Blue Boy Pink Girl (1) Girl Beyond the thick, red bricked wall, there lived a girl and a boy on opposite sides of the field who didn't know who they were. It's safe to say that they were teenagers, of course they had no clue who they were. The girl laid on her cushioned bed paying no mind to the other pampered girls jumping with excitement. Her brown eyes seemed to do nothing else but scan the crack lines on the ceiling, exploring her inter-mind. She was lost. A smile began to creep on the corner of her face until one of the girls, her roommate, walked over and hovered over her head. It's moments like this that she realizes how much she hates boarding school, people are always in someone else's business. In less than half an hour, the girls would sneak out of their heavily monitored rooms, into a secret place called the Quarter. It was discovered, at least 5 years before they came in, and was the only place other than the school building and outside the fences that real fun could happen. And that night was the first basketball game of the season. Girls vs. Boys, and it just so happened that Stuart, the best player on the boy's team was in a cast. And as Cassy began to get up, she heard a knock. It was Amelia, her best friend. "Do my eyes deceive me? " she joked. "Is Cassandra Dean coming to play the big game knowing well enough she has a huge exam on Monday morning? " Cassy slides off her bed, grabbing her douchebag. She pulled Amelia's arm as she closed the door behind them silently. "Come on. " The building was silent. If a pin was dropped the headmaster would spring from her bed and find them. And as they tiptoes, running through the halls until they reached the nearest exit. All while holding in their laughter as the excitement of breaking the rules thrilled them. Thrilled them all. They walked down the wet grasses in their polished black shoes, and knee-high white socks towards the staircase down the tree between their two buildings. That's w...