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Summer of 1984. You were a rich girl living in California. You were dating Johnny Lawrence for two years, but you had told him you were breaking up with him a few weeks ago. Johnny obviously didn't take it well. Right now, you were at the beach with some friends, sitting on a towel on the sand, watching the waves. It was the day before school started, and you wanted to say goodbye to summer properly. There was a group of boys playing soccer in front of you and your friends. One boy was Daniel LaRusso, and he had just moved in from Newark, New Jersey not long ago. He had looked at you like you were the sunshine to his darkness.