Jenny walked into the student lounge. She was extremely tired, and it was free period. She could of went over to the library... but it was pretty full, and kids would make fun of her if she read in there. It was what people didn't understand about her. They made fun of her. They created who she was. "THEY" made her personality. The kids of the school were always ragging at her and what not... so what was there to do? Of course Jenny chooses the worst option. She is a backstabbing bitch right at them... those who made her who she is.

The lounge was empty. Silence lingered on. No one was in here. Jenny walked over to a mini refridgerator, and she grabbed a miniature can of mountain dew out. She popped the lid open and the soda spritzed out all over. It must of been shaken or something. Too much oxygen might of been in it, perhaps? The flooring, luckily, was tile. Jenny groaned. Slouched over, she walked over to the table to get a few napkins and a sponge. She cleaned it with a hard touch. It was just how she was feeling. Like a large portion of the world had turned their backs on her.

Jenny took the soda, and gulped a bit of it's remainder, and flushed the rest of the contents into the sink. It tasted funny. The soda tingled on Jenny's lips. For some reason, she had a feeling something bad was going to happen... and with that, she threw the can out and walked over to a lounge chair. She crossed her legs one over the other, and flipped her book open. She was reading Harry Potter and the Halfblood Prince. She enjoyed the series. She read them constantly. Week after week. Sometimes she wished she was even magical. But she wouldn't have a place to go in... would she?

Jenny flipped the page. Her eyes were scanning the small print. The text was very interesting to her. She continued to read, mere thought into what was going to happen. Silence continued to linger on. The only noise was the flipping of the crisp, fresh pages.

All of a sudden... the silence was broken. The door slammed open......