Second chance: Honi and Nate.
Lately, she had been feeling down. In her home--that didn't exactly feel like one--there was no one she could talk to when feeling troubled, hence, she was always left alone in her room; living inside a harmless world where no one could use her, or abandon her--just like he had. She still felt sad when she remembered the beautiful times they shared together as the great friends they were, but when he lost his brother he turned into someone so. . greedy; Honi could barely recognize him.
Gathering the books that lied upon her desk, she stood up and the best smile she could manage stretched on her lips--a smile that only friends knew was fake, and broken. She walked down the hall, waving at everyone that greeted her with the same artificial bliss she put on her lips. How she missed him, he would know how bad she felt by only glancing at her. But lately he never did, and she didn't expect him to. He had a new group of friends, and she did too; and it would be terribly inadequate for her to talk to him (according to her not-so-loving mother), it would affect the way people thought of her gravely.