Rylee was used to being ignored, and at home compared…<i>why can’t you be more like Avery?</i>It was the same question almost daily for the past two years, since she slacked off so bad that Avery passed her…. academically. Socially Rylee had been on the scene since she was 14.  That was what made the whole Adrian thing soooo bad. Narrowing her eyes at the door if that ass even tried showing his face Rylee would drag him to the hall; he wasn’t going to ruin it for her. Clearing her throat after Alex’s outburst she smiled and nodded to Avery before slowly slipping down into a seat next to Jess.  It was a nice thing he’d done for Jesse, nothing passed her by.<br/><br/>Avery was near melt down; she turned her back to the crowd. Utter failure, even when trying to do something nice. People were cruel, even her OWN sister had gone with the “in” crowd. She rubbed slim fingers at her temples and dried her eyes. She heard Rylee clear her throat and turned a fleeting blue gaze her way, it was then she realized everyone had settled. Biting her lip she put on her best smile and turned to face them all. “Hi welcome to Club Understanding, I’m Avery Perkins. I thought forming this club would help with intolerance and help everyone get along better.”<br/><br/>She paused to take a breath and let things sink in. “Everyone in this room, should want to be here… if that is not the case then please leave. Get up and walk out.” Her blue eyes met each of their gazes, some looked away and some held it. She avoided Rylee’s. No one left, “Good now that I know that everyone here means business, let’s start off with questions…. does anyone have one or two?”