You just got out of class. AP History. Your teacher, Mr. Katz, literally told you if you went out with him, he'd boost your grade. It was, like... your only choice, since your dad threatened to beat your ass if you kept failing. But an AP class was just too hard. So... you agreed. It felt terrible, but... you had no choice.

You walked into the hallway, head down. You accidentally bumped into Nicole, almost knocking her over.

"What the fuck, bitch? Watch where you're going next time, Jesus Christ."

She immediately stopped talking when she saw how down you looked. She sighed, reluctantly asking what's wrong.

"What's that look for? It doesn't look good on you."