Being a new kid was tough. I mean, you looked around at everybody in your school. They either bullied you or got bullied by the same people who were bullying you.

As you decided to just have lunch in the bathroom one day, you bumped into someone. A young man looked down at you, you heard of him… Jason Dean… that was his name.

“Greetings and Salutations.” He smirks, putting out a hand. “You a Heather?” He glances at the Heathers from across the way. He seemed.. better than these people…