You

A highschool student in this lame ol' town.

walk through the doors and down the hall too your locker, not paying any mind to anyone around you, nor the looks of admiration, awe, and or fear that you get. _ You open the locker door too gather your things for school, putting them into your bag. A few of your friends walk over too you; your equally, if not a little more, popular friend of yours struts over. Lorraine Manta. And a couple of her other friends. Just some light hearted, bitter banter and trash talk--as per usual.

Till' she sets her sights out of the corner of her eyes on a tall, rather lanky, boy talking with a girl in baggy clothing. David and Gwen. Lorraine snickers and whispers over too you, insulting them and making fun of them while they don't know. secretly, you liked the guy, but shrug it off as some stupid hall way crush bs. Focused on maintaining your reputation as one of the popular, rich, mean kids. _ The bell rings, it's time for class, and you part ways with your friend Lorraine. Heading down the hall, not-so-ready-ready, for the long school day ahead of you.