I made my way down the crowded hallway of Hollywood Arts. To be honest, today wasn't as bad as most. I had managed to get through the morning without any major annoyances, and my scissor collection was waiting for me in my locker. Out of nowhere, some clumsy nerd collided with me, my momentary good mood was gone, replaced by my default state of irritation.

"Move, loser!" I shot him a withering glare. As he scurried away, I finally walked up to my locker.