East High is a place where teachers encouraged us to break the status quo. And define ourselves as we choose. Where a jock can cook up a mean crème brûlée. And the brainiac can break down on the dance floor. It’s a place where one person… if it’s the right person… …changes us all. East High is having friends that we’ll keep for the rest of our lives. And I guess that means we really are all in this together.

Because once a Wildcat... ...always a Wildcat.

sweetbabygoose:

#what a fucking directionator

“There’s a storm coming, Mr Wayne.” 

RF