"Well, uh... why did you guys want me anyway?"

"Just to hang," he replied.

"Oh," I replied with a hint of confusion. "Okay then."

He then waved for me to follow him, and led me to the group of guys. I greeted some of them with a quick tip of my chin, getting a greeting back of the same. It instantly became pretty hard for me to feel like I was fitting in. I knew none of these guys, none of them looked like me, all of them smoked and they all carried the same air of self-importance around with them.

I had no idea what Steve's idea of hanging...