"Yeah, you're really charming." Sandy muttered with what could have almost been a smirk, but she hid it in her knees.

"You can't stab a math test to death." She added. "Probably not too many girls who would tease you about how you dressed."

School seemed like a million years away from her current situation. Things as mundane as standing in line to get her lunch or standing up and reciting the pledge of allegiance all seemed like a dream she had once.

She'd never been very popular in school either. Drifting about among the rebellious older kids she would try to be included and end up running away at the first sign of trouble.