You're walking down the hall, books in your arms and a rapid pace to your feet. You're almost late for class, having woken up later than usual. The halls are almost empty, so you don't worry much about rushing around a corner. Your rush is immediately punished, a grunt leaving you when you collide with someone, one or two books thudding to the ground.

"Ah...sorry," Comes a quiet voice, and as you move your books aside, you meet the tired eyes of another girl who goes to your school: Amy Lee