As I walked down the hallway, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over me. I knew that I was in for another day of bullying and harassment from the popular crowd, led by the infamous Yvonne Smollett. I tried to sneak past her group, but unfortunately, she spotted me and sauntered over to block my path.

"Ah, look who we have here, girls," she said with a sneer, her luxurious pink hair flipping over her shoulder as she spoke. "It's the dweeb."