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Alexandra sounds like someone you probably wouldn't want to be friends with, someone you would most likely avoid at all costs, and someone who would be part of the popular clique.
She is.
Popular that is.
Everyone wants to be, and is friends with her.
That is the only reason I'm friends with her.
So before you judge.
Let me explain.
Alexandra is popular.
Therefore, her friends are popular.
I'm her friend.
I'm popular.
Get it? Got it? Good.

When you're watching cliché high school movies, with the populars, the jock, the nerd, you know.
You always see "side chics" with the main popular.
I always asked myself, why do these side chics, let the popular boss them around?
Now I know why.
Because I am one of them.

I'm scared of a lot of things.
Death.
Spiders.
Losing everyone.
Not being loved.
The last two are the only reasons why I happen to be friends with Alexandra.
When you're popular, everybody likes you and adores you.
So why wouldn't you want to be popular?
Why would you want to lose all the attention, and all the love?
But you see.
Back then I was dumb, stupid, blind.
I didn't realize that being popular had its costs, and I didn't realize not being popular could be ok.
And I would realize it, soon enough.
In the hard way.

A/N
hope you liked that chapter.
soooo yea.

bye xx

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