LENA
God I hated high school. Especially tenth grade. It sucked. Sure I was rich and sure I was kinda pretty. No one even cared to know me though. Everyday I walked in the halls with my anchor bag and just tried to fit in.Or was I trying to stand out? I have no idea. I had pretty much known all these kids forever. All my friends I had known since fourth grade. They had all changed in some way. Like me Emmy got shyer. Jessa got more confident. Delilah got sluttier. It just happens once you reach high school I guess. Changing I mean. I was almost always like this though. Relying in music to tell my stories and movies to show my dreams. Man do I always sound this corny. So here I was. My first day of tenth grade. I start to hold my breath, stare at my feet and shuffle down the halls. I look up just in time to run into the infamous...
GARRETT
I checked my hair one more time in the mirror. Good. I didn't know why I was like this sometimes. I was so shallow but high school does that to you . It pulls you in and soon enough you are the most popular guy in school. Full of confidence and cockiness. I didn't want to be like this. I didn't want to date these terrible girls who were only obsessed with pink lipstick. I don't want to be a bad person. This is all I think about as I walk down the halls. I look up and see a mess of brown hair run into me....
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Teen FictionShe had it all. Pretty hair, pretty eyes and perfect lips. Did they care to notice though? No. She was rich but the kids didn't care. They didn't care that she was thoughtful and romantic. She was alone. He wanted her. Even though she was so unpopul...
