You are now on the bus with your best friend Crybaby, now heading to your new all grade school, K-12, and the other kids on the bus were annoying as ever. Banging on the windows, smoking cigarettes and paper airplanes flying towards Crybaby. Crybaby unfolded the paper, and mumbled the words.

The paper said, “gap toothed bitch!” And the kids laughed as Crybaby’s eyes started to build up with tears. You place a comforting hand on her shoulder, and Crybaby looked at you with teary eyes.