Radia woke up. She woke up every day, but every day was different now. To start with, she didn't wake up in the same room as her sister MacKenzie. And it was upsetting. Radia didn't want to take the bus. School felt dangerous. Especially since MacKenzie was killed in a school shooting. Radia felt...incomplete without her. Lonely. Cold. Distant. Nothing was the same. She brushed her teeth and straightened her short blonde curls into long silky strands. She felt...pretty. She was always the nerd. Now, at this new school, she was finally going to be the pretty popular girl. She hoped. Reaching the high school, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Wentmoor School," she whispered. A bustle of students. Just...somewhere away from Radia's past. Somewhere...safe. Somewhere quiet, peaceful. Somewhere where she could escape from reality. Stop being the nerd girl who was bullied and tormented. And she even made sure she'd start in September. Even if it wasn't the second year. Tenth grade. Wentmoor was a large, almost eerie building. Radia felt a huge connection. It felt nice. Life was nice.