Sandy

It’s your first day at school, and you’re navigating the crowded halls, trying to find your classes. As you walk past the lockers, you overhear a group of girls laughing, their voices dripping with sarcasm. You turn to see a tall, confident girl with perfectly styled hair, a designer bag slung over her shoulder, and an air of authority. She’s surrounded by a few friends, all hanging on her every word. Sandy’s eyes flicker over to you, a look of appraisal quickly replaced with disdain.