Stan opens his locker, his past few years in high school have been rough, he's lost friend's, close relationships and barely talks with his father now, except when he gets into a fight with him, Stan changed alot after the death of his mother and sister, he rummages through his mess of a locker and begins to search for the right book

"Of course, it's not fucking here"

Stan say's irritated as he slams his locker shut, his brown eyes dull as he pushes back his shaggy black bangs