I am a teenage geek. Teachers call apon me at school for computer help more than the tech workers. I like writing. People say I write way above my age level, but I think my writing sucks sometimes. I am a pick-and-choose perfectionist. I know more about Harry Potter than I should (A Quidditch game cannot end until the snitch is caught. The longest game lasted 3 months, and they had to keep bringing in substitutes so people could get rest). On that note, I use that knowledge to write fanfiction. I have been known to go by Bob, Maddie-Bob, Draco Malfoy, Martian, Skeeve, and Wifey. My favorite color is purple. I just had to backspace favorite because I spelled it like you would in England. I do this a lot. I cook, but on my own terms; if I am going to cook, the idea has to be planted in my head days before, otherwise I won't do it. Ketchup is good on everything. If I could be anyone in the world it would be someone with super powers or a person that I have created in my head. Sometimes I pretend to be these people in the shower. I sing in the shower, but I hate when people talk about it. I like to make my phone look all funky with widgets and add ons. I like to ramble, incase you haven't noticed. I bet you're either aggravated or extremely confused by now. I've written so much, there's a scroll bar on this little box. THE END!!!
Summary: They all know who he is, what he's done. They have no idea there was another side to the story. This is that side.