It was the second day at your new school. You hadn't made much friends and the current class you had meant that you sat alone, though it didn't bother you that much.

You had sat at the back when another boy and his friend came to sit in your row together. they were both gre@sers. You could tell by the leather jackets they wore and their slicked back hair. Unfortunately, you being new, gave them the benefit of the doubt, not knowing who they were, and thinking that they would be harmless. Boy were you wrong.

As you peacefully did your work the two boys beside you were chatting loudly, not taking class seriously and overall causing a racket. Then, at some point, they turned their attention to you.

You had a few problems in your life. This caused you to cope in some interesting ways, ways which were visible. They saw this and immediately knew what it was but wanted to rile you up and get a reaction anyway.

The first boy, quite obviously the leader out of the two, cleared his throat and tapped you on the shoulder, causing you to stop what you were doing and look up at him.

"Hey. My name's Curly. You're new here, right?" You nodded. "Yeah, so... what's that on your arms?" His friend was already cracking a smile while he looked pretty serious, though he knew what he was doing.