It was a normal summers day at Marlton High in California, the sun was out and the air was humid. On a typical day such as this the fit jock-like boys play football or basketball whereas the girls space themselves out on the grass in order to catch a summer tan. Every now and then the guys would throw the ball in their direction making them scream in fake panic as they watched on in fits of laughter. Marlton High School was much like any stereotypical movie about high school kids with the jocks, cheerleaders, nerds, the freaks, the stoner kids, every group kept to themselves in order to survive high school.

Not many of them formed with one another, if you walked around the school you’d find Bette Porter with the nerds in the library, Shane McCutcheon in the art department, Alice Pieszecki in the media building, Dana Fairbanks was number one in almost every sports category that the school provided which upset queen B herself, Tina Kennard. Tina is the captain of the cheerleaders which in her mind was one ‘sport’ that Dana could not out do her in. The girls were very similar and shared some common interests if only they got to know each other.

The bell rang throughout the school signaling that lunch time was over; no one moved knowing that if they left in 5 minutes they’d still make it to class before their teachers did. Staff weaved around motionless students shooing them to class. Bette logged off her computer groaning at her next period, "Gym!" she moaned picking up her over stuffed backpack, “What a waste of a subject, it’s not like we ever learn about the theory behind it” James laughed at his friends’ comment as they walked to their final period. “I swear it is just to torture us. Separate the winners from the losers”

“Look around we’re all losers” James headed in the direction of his next class leaving Bette walking into the oversized gym. It was clear that this building is where the school put most of its money towards. There was a gymnasium, swimming pool, squash room and a weight room. None of this was of interest to Bette, her main focus was to not to make an entire fool out of herself in the space of an hour.