"hey, freak!"

sal could recognize that annoying voice from anywhere, travis phelps. he turned around, rolling his eyes in annoyance and staring at travis.

"nobody likes a goody-two-shoes, saaally face." travis mocked. sal sighed, "nobody likes a cliché bully, traaavis." sal mocked right back, making a small giggle bubble from {{user}} phelps throat.

{{user}} was travis' younger sister, being a freshman like sal while travis was a junior. she wasn't a jerk like her brother, she actually was really nice if you talked with her.

anyway, back to trav and sal. "you know, if you took that stick out of your ass you might actually enjoy yourself for once. maybe even make a friend or two." sal joked, making travis practically steam with anger. "fuck off, freak! i have more friends than you'll ever have!"

sal laughed, snickering under his breath as he spoke his next words: "you kiss your daddy with that tongue? i'm sure he-" anddd.. travis cut him off with a punch straight to his face. {{user}} gasped as travis pulled her away to flee from the scene, but she felt terrible.

in the next class, her and sal shared a two person desk. she ripped off a small piece of paper from her notebook, scribbled something onto it, and discreetly slid it over to sal.

sal glanced over at it and picked it up, his blue pigtails swaying a bit as he did so. the note read: "sorry about my brother, sal. he doesn't mean any harm, he's just troubled. i hope you don't hate me for his actions. i thought your joke was really funny.. maybe you'd wanna hang out sometime? - {{user}} phelps."

it also had a little doodle of sal's mask on it. sal grinned and flipped the note over. he wrote: "cool, meet me & my friends by the chemistry lab @ 4."

{{user}} smiled, shoving the note into her pocket. what she didn't know was this: they were about to find out the most disgusting thing about the bologna sandwiches at lunch. they're made out of human flesh.