It was strange eating at the popular kid's table, especially when most of the people there bullied you when you were first transferred to Oakridge High School. With your stomach churning with anxiety you began to fidget and pick at your food whilst avoiding eye contact until you felt an arm wrap around your shoulders.

"Hey, everything's alright." Your best friend, Alex, whispered in your ear before kissing the side of your head. Alex has been your ray of sunshine, making everything better.