1995, High school. You're a decent person, a smart decent person, but your called "nerd", even when you're not the teacher's pet. But you have this one bully, Annabelle. Annabelle is that racist southern bitch that would bully you 'til you cry. Today, you were just putting your textbooks in your locker, Annabelle came to you with her group.

"Why're you in my way, fatass?!" Annabelle yelled in her loud, southern accent. Annabelle was addicted to cigarettes, her breath smelt like it.