Real Friends

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Chris nodded and the teens looked at each other.
"Don't worry, kid. Stick with us, and you'll make it out of here alive." Benn said.
Chris nodded and tapped his fingers against his desk.
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Benn, Chris and Sarah walked through the crowded lunch room holding their trays of food, and looked for a table.
"While we have the chance, we should warn you about high school... The labels, the expectations, the risks, who you should trust, ext." Sarah said.
"You see them there?" Benn said as he pointed to a group of Japanese people wearing cat ears and lots of cute accessories, "those are the Otakus"
"The nerds,"
"The preps,"
"The art freaks,"
"The jocks,"
"The stoners, aka Benn ahah" Sarah joked. "Shuddap" Benn replied.
"And the worst of all," Sarah resumed, "the plastics." They said in sinc. They both motioned over to a group of three girls all wearing designed pink sweaters and high heals. The one sitting in the middle looked over at Chris and looked him up and down. She gave no expression and whispered something to the brunette next to her. Her eyes looked at Chris and she said something back to the blonde.
"The thing you should know about the plastics," Benn started, "you can never trust them." Sarah finished for him.
"Yeah. They might look sweet and innocent at first, but they will eat your beating hear out." Benn said.
Chris nodded. "I know what kind of girls they are."
"Hey, kid! Are you new here or something? Sit down." The blonde called to him. "Are you new?"