It was the autumn of 2015. The leaves were falling and changing colours rapidly. All the students huddled with their group of friends. Everyone was happy to be re-united with all of their friends, except for Racheal Marcone.
Racheal had changed over the summer, but not in the best of ways. She had broken out in acne and put on a little weight. Her hair was in knots and she wore clothes that were baggy because of her low self-esteem. As she approached her friends from previous years, they glanced at her with dirty looks. “Hey, guys! Good to see you all again,” Racheal said shyly.
Amy McNader, the head of the group who always made sure to have her makeup on and her hair perfectly done, responded in a nasty way, “What happened to you? I don’t
Racheal had changed over the summer, but not in the best of ways. She had broken out in acne and put on a little weight. Her hair was in knots and she wore clothes that were baggy because of her low self-esteem. As she approached her friends from previous years, they glanced at her with dirty looks. “Hey, guys! Good to see you all again,” Racheal said shyly.
Amy McNader, the head of the group who always made sure to have her makeup on and her hair perfectly done, responded in a nasty way, “What happened to you? I don’t