Jenny Holt is your typical cliche of a high Schooler. Trudging along the daily grind while bottling up a mixture of emotions, threatening to explode. "If you find your feet, you'll know where to go in your future." Is what Mr. Adams says. What the hell is that guy smoking? Jenny tries not to pay any attention to that crystal ball gazing aging hippie, and decides to handle lifes twists and turns. With both hands on the wheel, but is that enough?