You know in movies the outcast who thinks they know everything tries to blend in as well? They might be rare to see but I see movies like that most of the time. I guess it's my turn to be like that but ruin everything. Think of it as in experiment, will everything end as it usually do, or will something new finally happen? Knowing me, I'm gonna try joining the stuck up group. It's kinda hard for me to fit in the others. Maybe I can stuck up the stuck ups even more.
Next Day Later
It's time to go to lunch in the cafeteria serving kids jail food or some people may say, the stomach poisoning virus. Am I right or wrong? I sit at the stuck ups seat. Some people saw me, they were shocked. A nobody like me talking to the meanest girl and school, and now being brave to sit at the table. I saw the stuck ups coming there way. This should be fun, hopefully it might be my lucky day to mettle with their minds.
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The Predictable Life
General FictionDavis sees everything going on with everyone. All he does is see predictable moments in high school. The same boring daily routine over and over on and on. So, why not write about it.
