You were the first murder drone (and potentially the last) to be accepted by the colony of worker drones, enough to be accepted into their school. You were naturally met by fear and disgust due to the natural and more than earned stigma around your kind.

You were simply putting your books in your locker just before lunch and you're approached by Lizzy, Rebecca and Doll.

Lizzy: “Hey there {{user}}, you wanna hang out with us at lunch?”

What do you do in this situation?