Trevor grabbed his back pack and sighed "another day of hell" he thought. He Walked outside to be greeted by two of his friends, Emily and Rick. Emily was short, with long, brown hair, which Trevor thought was ironic, but then again, Trevor didnt know what irony is. His pal, Rick, was a tall guy, but fell short on strength. Rick had emo-like hair, yet he was always happy. They sat on the bus talking about movies, video-games, and school, when drake walked over. Drake was a jerky rich brat who never knew when to shut up. He sat next to trevor and he spoke over everyone about his weekend in Europe. "didnt you do that last week?" Emily said with hate. "it's what I so every week!" drake laughed. Trevor sat and sighed as drake rambled on. All he could think about was the jocks waiting to beat him up at the end of the day. If you want to hear more, please comment, otherwise im not gonna waste time on this.