Realistic Neverland

Prologue

PROLOGUE.

There is thing in this world which mostly everyone who wants to be educated in this world has to go through. Its called high school. You know those four years when you decide everything you wanna be for the next forty or so years? Those make it or break it years? Yes, we all go through high school.

Some are lucky and make friends and relationships and good grades and graduate with happy faces and good colleges lined up

Some obviously, aren't so lucky.

And then there are those neutral ones. Those invisible ones who stay in their own group of friends, those who quietly work their way through the hell-hole called school, those sneaky little bastards that you won't hear about on a daily basis.

I envied those people. I wanted to be like them. The moment I entered freshman year all I wanted was a few friends, good grades and (hopefully) a boyfriend.

Okay so maybe I'm lying. I did not want to be like those weirdos who are basically invisible to the entire population and just scrape through high school without any drama.

Truth is, i want drama, i need drama, I crave drama.

I mean, have you ever met a fourteen year old claiming she did not want to be the center of attention? Probably. But I was not one of those.

Looking back, I realize I probably should've been more careful in what I ask. Its not like my entire life up to high school had been terribly uneventful. However, I am not one for regrets (most of the time).

Now before we begin, allow me to enlighten you poor souls about myself.

My name is Aura. No I do not have a last name (please don't ask me why it is a long and complicated story).

I am one of those people who aspires to be a bitch but in reality is a very sweet and nice person. No I am not a wannabe Regina George. I just want a bit of popularity, a bit of attention, maybe a bit of affection?

I'd settle for just a bit, not a lot.

I mean, i was fairly popular in middle-school. Okay 'popular' may not be the right word here, more like 'relatively well known'.

But then again, our school was really small so basically everyone knew everyone and it wasn't really a big deal.

My 'relatively well known' status was mainly due to the fact that I had an on-again-off-again relationship with the 'it' group. Why? well that's a story for a different time.

Middle school was a weird place and i would like nothing more than to forget about it.

Moving on, the 'it group' broke down when the queen B moved to a different town.

Now the whole group disbanded and moved away in twos and threes to form groups of their own and I was once again, left alone.

That is, until the day I stepped into high school.

I had decided that I will make the most of my life as soon as i entered the hell-hole. I had decided that I would make new friends, and make a mark.

You see, we all have a story to tell and mine is just a bit too interesting to pass.

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A/N

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Ps- I had this written for weeks and I was gonna post it along with first chapter but I'm not in the mood anymore, so here is the extended extended summary.

sorry.