You know how before you started high school you thought it was going to be the greatest year of your life. But in reality it really isn't, especially for me. Well I gotta say high school can be great at times especially when you can just say whatever the fuck you want and not get in trouble for it, or be able to make out with your boyfriend or girlfriend.
So it was my first day of high school, and of course my mom was making sure I made friends and was "cool or popular." My mom used to be a cheerleader and she hates that I told her that I wasn't going to be a perky, annoying cheerleader like she was. I play soccer, I'm a goalkeeper, and I'm a complete bitch on the field. I wear a jersey and soccer shorts, not a fucking crop top and mini skirt that's just not who I am. So back to what I was saying, I was dressed like a complete freshman, I was wearing a jeans, my Lana Del Rey t-shirt and white vans. I was wearing too much makeup that it gave away I was a total freshman I had on dark eyeshadow, foundation, blush, eye liner, mascara, and red lipstick Which looked weird because I had braces. i also had my hair straightened and in a head band it was quite embarrassing and I'm glad I don't look that way now. And the only person I talked to that day was my best friend, Adalind Hernandez Oh and I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Ann Marie Diamond
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I'll be ok, just not today (high school)
Non-FictionI'm just your average everyday high school girl, but I have a fucked up high school experience. You'll get to venture in and see what it's like to be me. Trust me it's terrible and you'd hate yourself too.
