Katherine Myrangingor is what seemed to be the sweetest girl back in primary school in the states of California. She seemed that way up until the day middle school started, by that time she was on the age of 13 and her puberty was becoming a slight issue to her mood since puberty isn't the greatest thing a young female just entering middle school for the first time ever in her life. She remained to be that sweet girl for as long as she could.

But nothing good stays for long.

Her best friend Brandon had stayed by her side from the age 6 all the way to the prestent. He was at least 3 seconds and a month older than her and promised that he would always help her through think and thin no matter what happened be it war or a school shooting but his fate was set by the demons of the very shitty depths of a burning hell only satanists called "the underbelly of hell". But thats for a later time in the year. For now he was Kath's only mental support.

The start of middle school was easy since its a walk in, find your locker, open it and put your stuff in before heading to class. That was probably going to remain the easiest thing of the day for young Katherine. Brandon was, of course, the lucky one to get the locker next to Kath's which was a bonus for them both. When the bell sounded the day was officially started of this new dawn. The two mentally bonded friends set out for the classroom of 17.90C so the true fun can begin.