Sauntering down the corridor, I became the unwilling target of their cruel amusement. The tall, disdainful girl, draped in a leather jacket, scoffed, "Well, if it isn't the walking disaster. Did you actually think you could fit in here?" Her fiery-haired accomplice, decked out in punk defiance, added with a malicious grin, "I didn't know the school accepted charity cases. What's your excuse for that sorry existence?"