Fifth floor Staircase 1 (there are like, fifty/floor or something so w/e)

"That's what she said."

"Well, all the same, I wish I was Karin right now, probably making out with Antonio." Little did she know the dilemma Karin was in currently.

"Why? He's not exactly... worthy, hmm?"

"Have you SEEN him, Jake? He's so confident, and so hot.."

"And not exactly a failure. Well, I don't know. I understand you'd be jealous. I'm sure I would be... Umm... Er... I mean, Karin's pretty hot!"

Selia sighed. "See? I just can't compete against her. I lost against Antonio- hell, I'll lose to her against every guy in this school."

"... I disagree. I think you're very pretty! But you should stop dying your hair brown!"

"Why?" She asked, looking at him peculiarly. "I like it brown. It matches much more clothes."

"Yes, but if you were natural, you'd look prettier, I bet... I want to see you naturally."

"Fine, I'll wash it out, then. Tonight. It's a bit late, though.. Oh well."

Selia stood at the top of the fifth floor staircase, staring at the banister. She WAS looking for Jake... But, a banister was a banister. She jumped onto it and slid down, squealing loudly.

Antonio was stumbling down the staircase his hand against his head. I... I killed Fry... he thought to himself. He hated the thought. He didn't mean to kill anybody. No. He didn't mean it at all. He just... wanted to hurt him. What am I going to do... he thought to himself. I'm a failure.