Imagine a town. Not relatively large, but a good size for a town. Imagine the town as a cute town near the railroad tracks, somewhat stuck in the 70's. Imagine a school in this little town. Zoom in closer to the school and then you'll see the students. All of the cliques clumped up together. The bells about the ring, everyone scurrying to leave the building. And one boy stands out. A jock. One of the most beloved types of boy in the movies, and also the dumbest too. Everyone rushes past him. But at lunch, his head in his plate, blood dripping from his mouth. Dead. This was all a fantasy that everyone was thinking. Or that's at least what Miles, Brittney and Jessica were thinking was thinking.