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Jess headed into school with her friends, kind of zoning out now that they were talking about some party that had happened over the weekend. Jess has never been to a high school party, her mother would have a fit if she found out and Jessalyn would prefer to avoid confrontation with her mother at all costs.

As the group walked down the hall she heard a few of her friends laughing and she tuned back in, trying to figure out what was so funny. She glanced over at a dark haired girl throwing tea bags and dental hygiene products out of her locker. "Was that you guys?" Jess asked quietly to her friends, who just laughed harder. A slight frown tugged on her lips, but she quickly covered it. The girl had never done anything to get on Jess's bad side so she didn't really have a problem with the girl. Sure Jess enjoyed making fun of others, but making fun of someone because of their heritage, she didn't really get it.

Working as a model she met people from all kinds of backgrounds and she found other peoples' accents to be pretty cool. "I'll catch you guys later." Jess said, quickly separating from her group of friends to head to her locker. Once she ditched the posse, she sighed quietly, feeling as if a weight has been lifted off her shoulders.

Jess quickly made her way to her locker, grabbed her books, and headed to her first period class, which happened to be Algebra II. She enjoyed this class, not for the material but because the teacher let them sit where ever they'd like. Every day, Jess sits in the back of the classroom right by the window, though she pays more attention to what's going on outside than what the teacher's talking about.

Walking in today, she frowns when she sees a mousy girl sitting in her seat. Jess walked over and set her books down in front of the girl. "You're in my seat," She said a scowl on her lips. The girl looked up at her surprised before glancing around the room seeing plenty seats still empty. "Th-There's no assigned seats." The girl replied shocked, not sure what Jess is going on about. "I know, but I sit in this seat every day. This is my seat. And you're in it." She said through gritted teeth. "B-But there's plenty of other seats, and I-I was here first!" The girl said, trying to sound tough but Jess could hear her voice wavering, hear the fear in her voice. "Get your ass out of my seat." She said, her eyes narrowing at the girl as her hands tightened on either side of the desk.

The girl's eyes widened even more, a frightened squeak escaping her lips as she quickly gathered up her things and moved to a seat across the room. "Thank you," Jess said sarcastically as she sat down in the seat, her attention immediately turning to the window.