Desondra sagged her shoulders when she was handed a instruction paper to do a report on a retired hero. She knew none personally and there for had to go on unreliable sources to get a paper done. Putting the paper in the proper class folder when when the bell rang, she headed to her next class. It was like any other day really. Go through one class, pass through students like a ghost, not touching a soul, seat herself and not be one to talk, not having any soul to talk to for no one wanted to her for some reason (stopped trying in middle school). Then lunch, sitting in the hallways to avoid any students she didnt know what to say. Gym was a breeze and was known as a rag doll for how flexible and graceful she was. Then go on like nothing happened. but today was a rare day where she wasn't paying attention and would accidently run into someone she shouldnt run into. As she was walking, Des brushed her shoulder into one of the random student that thought he was above those like her who turned, looking insulted. "Hey! ragdoll! Watch where your going!" Des only froze and looked over to the male that yelled at her. "Sorry. I didn't mean to." She told him honestly. 

"Make sure you don't." He walked up to her and pushed her into a locker sharply. Desondra yelped as she hit it. the male laughed. "Next time it better not happen!" He ripped her backpack off her shoulder, turning to walk away and leave. Des felt pain in her back where her shoulder blades hit metal. Groaning, she reached for her backpack.