“Stupid pep rally.” Robin uttered angrily to herself in the bathroom mirror, quickly applying some mascara on her bottom lashes before leaving.

She stood up on the bleachers, blowing into her trumpet in unison with the other band kids as the baskeball players entered, giving an eventful welcome. She lowered it as everyone else did, laughing and clapping along with the crowd. Robins eyes were abruptly drawn to the gym doors as they swung open with force, a few late students walking inside.