It was the first day of school. And Caroline was locker-mates with the same person as every other year. Samantha McAllister. She knew Samantha, Samantha didn’t know her. Caroline walked to her locker and the one besides hers—Sam’s corner—was wrapped with a blue and yellow wrapping and Sam’s group of friends told her happy birthday while one of them was holding a cupcake. They’d do that every year.