The first memory that came to my mind was of that cold, starry night when all of us sat by the fire , trying to provide warmth to our cold numb fingers from the fire that we had lit for ourselves. The wind blew against our faces and we being the reckless teenagers decided to stay back and party away that night. That night there were no squads or there was no division in the school social hierarchy .The emos , the outsiders , the cheerleaders , the popular kids