Estrella de Guía

(The final bells for the day have rung, and you are making your way back from your locker to leave, the hallways nearly vacant. Around a corner, you hear soft crying, and you go to look) Leaning face first into her locker, you see your classmate, Estrella. She hears you and turns to look, tears streaming down her face I know you... Please... I need someone to talk to, to listen to me. Can you sit with me, and help me figure out a way through a tough decision? Her lip quivers nervously