(A/N: Im going to be honest, I didn't really know what to call this chapter....... it's mostly just an over look on how all the characters are doing........ next chapter will be much more fun!)

~Broken's POV~
I held his hand as we walked down the hallway. People stared at me. Especially my arms. "Just ignore them......." he whispered into my ear. I nodded but my face heated up. He was so much taller than me, but I was short. Did I really care? Nope! But who would care about your boyfriends height? It's just, when he looks down at you. You feel small and protected for some sh*t reason. But he was new. And everyone stared at him and I together. Probably cause I'm known as the suicidal whore while he's the, cute new guy. Well, that's what Britney and her b*tches labeled us. She's labeled everyone. I hate what she labeled Twizzles. She's not even here and she treats her like sh*t. Her label is, desperate b*tch. There more of names than labels. I could literally strangle Britney. But I want to strangle Y/N more. I heard form a little bird that she was the one who was texting me that sh*t. Not Britney, but Y/N. I just can't believe it! After all of done for her, I get nothing! I've been trying to be nice to her but she just goes and becomes a Britney B*tch!
Just as I was thinking about her, I saw her walk out of the washroom in the hallway. I started to shack. "Clam down....... your fine........" he whispered again. My face heated up even more. He just always knew what to say. Then, she sadly joined Britney and they all started laughing while pointing back at me. I sighed and hugged his arm.
We finally entered the cafeteria for lunch. We both sat down at a table and Ivy came over with her food. "Hey guys!" Ivy smiled and fixed her glasses. I smiled back at her. "What's up?" I asked as she sat down. "Nothing much. I just finished Language and man! Was it fun!" She smiled even more. "Don't they call it something else now? I can't even remember cause Language is stuck in my head!" We both laughed. "I'll go grab our lunches" he stood up and walked off. I smiled and looked back at him. "I didn't know he was going to be attending YouTube High too!" Ivy giggled. I giggled too. A loud bang then hit the table. "Hello ladies!" I looked up to see Chexter. "Hey Chex! Looking snazzy in your uniform!" I smiled at him. He did a playful smirk. "You look as kawaii as usual" we both laughed. "So, why aren't you sitting with Cry or your sis?" I asked, looking around. "Cry is helping a teacher and the girls sick at home" he sighed and leaned on his book of jokes. "But I thought I might come sit with you guys! Especially after what happened" Chexter pulled up a chair and sat on it backwards. He then came back with our food and I instantly smiled at him. "I samish!?" I asked looking up at him. "Yup, a good old samish" he then bite into his. "They mean sandwich" Ivy whispered to Chex. "Ooooohhhhh" Chex then looked down at his book. "Time for some jokes!" He flipped open his huge book.

~FireBall's POV~
I watched Broken laugh at her table while out table was quite and gloomy. Everyone seemed to be in a different world. A sad world. I tried cheering everyone up but nothing ever worked. We lost three of our best friends. Twizzles is missing. Broken has departed. And Y/N betrayed us. I'm not one to hate people but I could tell that, some of us hated a certain someone. Our emotions change too quickly though. It's probably not even healthy. What do I know though? I'm just another student at this school, trying to avoid the drama. I looked over at Sinnamon who was scratching her arm. I could see red fork marks. I felt so bad. I then looked over at Mark who was playing with his food. He seemed lost. I then looked over at Jack who was trying to call someone. They obviously wouldn't pick up. Pewds seemed fine. He was just stuffing his face with food. I didn't like seeing, mostly, everyone depressed. I had to fix this now.

~Your POV~
We didn't even sit down for five minutes in the cafeteria. We got up and went straight to the washroom for there daily makeup. I brought my salad, that I was forced to buy, with me, knot the washroom. As they put on a million coats of makeup, I stood there, eating the horrible tasting salad. "Hand me your brush, Rach-" Britney was interrupted by someone opening the door to the bathroom. We all looked at the person. It was Chexter!? "Ewwww!!!! Boys aren't aloud in the girls washroom!!!!" Rachel yelled, pointing at him in disgust. "Are you an idiot!? Did you forget!?" Britney hit the side of Rachel's head. "Chexter isn't actually a guy" Alexis answered. I couldn't believe what I was hearing! But then, why would he- or she, buy a boy uniform!? Chexter stood there, frozen. Britney walked over to him- her. She then pulled down his- her pants like she does it to everyone. We then all saw, bright pink panties with a bear on them. Chexter's face turned red and he- she pulled up his- her pants quickly. "Go on ahead, do your business, flat chest" Britney laughed and walked back over to the mirror. Chexter didn't say anything and just rushed out of the washroom. I felt so bad for him- I mean, her. That's going to take some time to getting used to.