Molly is sitting by herself at the school playground. She doesn't understand why the other girls wouldn't be friends with her. As they play hopscotch, Molly tries to figure out how to get them to like her. Until she started school this year, she'd mostly played with Tim because there aren't many other kids in their neighbourhood. She thought they'd like her if she brought Action Man to school, but they teased her for playing with a boy's toy. She wishes there were boys at her school. (Maybe then I'd have somebody to play with.)
Frustrated, Molly stalks over to the bushes next to the playground. (I don't need them!) She spies a patch of colour under a bush and crouches down for a closer look. There's a bird with a pinkish-brown body and blue patches on its wings under the bush. Since it isn't moving, Molly figures it must be dead. (It's pretty! I should show it to everybody else! Maybe then they'll be my friends!)
Molly picks up the bird and rushes over to the other girls shouting, "Look what I found!"
The other girls shriek in disgust and run away. Molly's greatest fear is that she'll never have any friends.