You were part of the outcasted group at your prep school. The "outcasts" were some of the nicest people ever- Gerard and Mikey Way, Ray Toro, and Frank Iero. Sure, they were all "emo", but you were alt too, so it didn't matter. Plus, they were cool guys.

You walked with them out to the courtyard to eat lunch. Gerard and Mikey on your flanks, Frank behind you, Ray in front of you. Sort of caging you in.