I see one of the popular girls pointing at me and laughing. I turn my music up louder and it pounds through my ears, blocking out the rest of the world. My hair falls into my face when I lean over my drawing pad, and as I push it away, I notice someone at the table with me. His mouth forms words and I yank my headphones off. "If you're here because of some stupid dare or prank, get out," I snap. "I'm not. I came to give you this" he hands me a note.