2. Emo

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I walk into school with my s-s-so grungy edgy emo y2k outfit. I practice my deep voice so Jake likes me better. "Hey Jake." I say with my trash new voice. "BRO WHAT THE F-" Jake gets interrupted.

"Y-y-you did this." I say. Jake starts to ignore me, and he shoots a flirty look at one of the VSCO girls on the other side of the hallway. What? I think, so dramatically. I did everything he wanted me to. I can't believe this. What if I become like them? I pay no attention in class and get all F's in participation and tests and classwork like t-t-t-the boys do. Yes, Y/N just stereotyped them like the idiot she is. Not all boys are the same. I go home. "Emily! What happened? You look so dark!" Mom says. "Jake roasted me in the h-h-hallways yesterday even though he was making valid points, and I c-c-cried so m-m-much I went emoo... Turns out he likes VSCO girls instead." I cry. "Your grades dropped too. Dang." Mom says. "I'm not like other girls." I say and run up the stairs.

I decide to sneak out and go out shopping, get scrunchies, a hydroflask, crocs, a fjallraven kanken backpack, some quirky donut socks, and call it a day. "Sksksksk and I oop!" I say, being sooooo quirky.

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