I wake up to One Direction singing Story of My Life, stupid alarm clock. After finally getting the clock to shut up, I go take a hot shower to try and wake myself up for the day ahead. As I head down stairs, after finally finding something to wear, I think about what to eat. " Hey Carter," yes, I am a girl with a guys name. Now you see some of my lifes problem. " Hey mom, I'll fix my breakfast and head on to school," More like I'll fix my breakfast so I don't die from food poisoning and then I'll head off to a school that has no idea I exist. As I'm sitting in the front of the bus, I listen to the populars making out, the jocks picking on the nerds, and the wanna be populars trying to talk to populars who are to busy making out to notice them. But these are only some populars, the ones who didn't pass their driving test. Only some jocks, the ones who have a car but like picking on nerds. And only some wanna be populars, the ones who think they have a sliver of a chance here. You won't find the real 'I rule the school' populars here, you'd find Barbies and Kens already at school making out on the football field. If you haven't guessed, the most popular people are called the Barbies and Kens or for short, The B's and K's. But, everybody wants to be them, even the socially akward people. But, as always, there are the people who hate B's and K's and, at my school, those people are the Burners. Stupid name, I know, but that's what they've always been called and everyone knows that. Anyway, they're the people who make fun of the B's and K's and call them the Bitches and Kennels. I have no idea why they call the guys Kennels but they know what they're talking about. I'm in none of these categories, I'm invisible. No friends equals no category, no category equals total out cast. My life pretty much sucks. My mom says it doesn't because I make all A's, I have a loving family, and food on the table. But, I have no life. So, an average day is wake up, go to school, come home, do homework, go to sleep. Nothing new ever happens to me, it's always this. Except on weekends, I may go shopping instead of school. That's all that changes and, sadly, that's all that even will. That's my life. My sad, high school life.
There's a picture of Carter for you
