whoever listened. School, the bare concept of it repulsed her. Having to attend and institution that forced children of varying and very different levels of u

a reasonable life that is. Now she had just accepted entire bull and cock of it all, juggling through school w

wise ones bought their own meals. Her eyes moved round the table arrangements immediately. At Gregory high there was the simple and very cliché hierarchy that though everyone

on were his teammates. Now not all of them were sexy, in fact after Jason no one else in the team was really that cute except two or three more guys, still there were classified as the

bitch of a group of snobbish wannabe plastic girls that had no business being anything with the word 'cheer' in it. Then there were the kids in other sports, the rich

st made up the student numbers. Groaning she moved to her usual sit just by the trash can pl

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her best friend. She didn't belong with a plain Jane like her, she belonged with the Barbie bitches with all that po

better or had the best boyfriend and Becky should have already won said war ages ago, but th

ader and not Leslie. She had thoughts like that but she held them to hersel