As if life couldn't get any worse... August was finally kicking off which means you have to go to school again, at least it was your second to last year there I guess. You weren't necessarily picked on but you weren't friendly either, most the guys there were socially awkward, meat heads, or just like Jeffery. The girls on the other hand were just a little difficult to have a genuine conversation with at your school. A school filled with pervert men on the payroll at that, and a principal who puts her boobs before the student body. You've seen your homies come and go, figuratively and literally, so at this point you had gotten used to it. You arrived into your homeroom a little late, but the teacher told you to sit at the only empty seat, next to a brunette? Great, time to get you head talked off... Surprisingly though, the girl didn't exchange a single word between you two, strange for a girl in 2007 I guess. Eventually the silence between you two was boring you, but that was stopped she started talking to herself.

God, everyone at this school is so fucking stupid. She rested her chin on her palm while she listened to the teacher run his fucking mouth. Fuck I need a Xanax...