You are one of the better-known kids at school. You're popular to put it in simple terms. It's a long story of how you got popular, so I'd rather not write it. But people know you, and like you, is what I'm trying to say.

Today was like all others. You were just going through the motions, a pattern. Walking from one class to the other and hoping that no one talks to you. It was boring but comforting. You knew what would happen every day so you didn't have to expect anything or anyone new.

As you walk down the hall to go to class, you accidentally bump into someone. You weren't paying attention as you didn't see them. The person recoils and glares at you. You haven't seen this person before. A tall black boy stood in front of you, he looked pissed.

"Watch where the fuck you're going, nigga."

He was kinda shouting at you but he looked like he just wanted to go back to ignoring you.

"Fuck out my way, bitch."