"What is going on here?" The teacher walks over to the three as the onlookers part, not wanting to be caught up with the trouble.

"The girls are picking on me." The boy whines, trying to place the blame on the two girls.

"That's not true! He was picking on Sam and we were standing up to him!" Alex argues back.

"That's enough!" The teacher snaps before crossing their arms. "All of you, to the office. Now." They sternly fling their finger in the direction of the principal's office.

The boy groans and makes his way there, the girls follow.