Sadie looked around her, and couldn't really pick out any of those groups that came to her head.
Nerds? No.
Jocks? No.
Goths? No.
Punks? Not.
Bimbos? Nope.
She just sat there, taking notes as the group watched her like hawks. She looked at their clothes, their faces, their movements, trying to get a read on them.
The bell rang before she could classify them.
"Ah , thank gorsh... I mean, too bad we couldn't talk more." Sadie said as their leader grabbed her shoulder.
"Oh no you don't. We have the same next period, you're coming with us." She said.
Sadie finally identifed the trio as members of a faction, ...