You hear the bell in a far off distance you hear the beckoning sound of whispers as they greet you in the halls resonating off the locker doors with rasps of endless taunts and emotionless expressions. Blank stares and perplexed inquisition is what unfolds in a most uncommon manor. Alas you look down: 'the least I can do is look good.' Off with the jacket says the new girl. Welcome to high school...
