A bird came an landed on her tree, the one tree she climbed to feel closer to a place better than the ground, the tree she was named after, Oakley. She knew it was an ugly name but she liked it, everyone else at school had a name like Anna or Katie but Oakley had a name that meant something. Oakley walked over to the tree expecting the bird to fly off, but it didn't it sat perched there looking at her as if judging whether to trust her or not. At that point her mum called her to go in for dinner, she trudged in, expediting the very little. Her family was poor and lived on a rough estate. There was a local school with the normal popular kids and the outcasts, Oakley was even outcasted by the outcasts. But Oakley found school okay, the teachers thought she was the best out of all of them.