The Story Of Us

Have you ever wondered why High School was so different from all the TV shows and movies? Did you ever notice that the quarter back never talked to you, or even looked at you?

Or how about those “mean girls” that everyone has. Well, not my school. We’re not all equal, some think they’re better, but yet, none are like Regina George, thankfully. And we hardly had any mean guys either, like we didn't have a Billy Lemur, like Ned, Mosley, and Cookie did.

But I wasn’t the new kid that everyone thought was awesome. Or that any one wanted to be friends with. I had lived in Memphis my entire life, I knew everyone. But just because you know a person’s name doesn’t mean you actually know them.

And you know the “Cinderella” Movies, the new ones? With Hillary Duff and Selena Gomez? Well, how come that never happened to me, or to you? Or to any one? Or another thing, nice teachers. Who heard of nice teachers? Definitely not me.

For instance, on Boy Meets World, Mr. Feeny was their history teacher the entire show, right? He gave great advice and was the best in the world. But none of my teachers are like that. An another thing, they criticize the people and the stereotypical groups.

But how can you can make fun of some one, or suspect what they do when they don’t belong to any group?

Like me.

I’m not a jock, or a cheerleader, or a geek, or on any academic teams or in any clubs, so how can they make fun of me? I guess I’m just the loser. My own little, pitiful group. All by my lonesome.

But its not a change from ordinary life at home, for me. I was nothing at School. Nothing at home. Nothing any where. Never will I be what they call… “a some one”.

Notes

This the starter.. I will update soon. Keep or delete?????????
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