Emma was one of the popular girls.

You were just walking down the halls, going to lunch. You were a weird kid, you only had one friend but they moved, so you’re left alone.

Emma and the popular girls spotted you and shoved to a locker, it hurt your back making your backpack drop. “Give us your lunch money.” Emma demanded. “No! I need to eat lunch!” You protested making her punch your stomach. “I said. Give us your lunch money”