My crazy Middle School life

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Hey, I'm Scarlett and you are about to read my journal.

Ok, so I don't have time to explain everything, so let me summarize each grade into one paragraph:

Kindergarten: I was new to KFS (yes, I'm Asian) and met my boy-buds. I was really athletic so I threw the Mimi's (Korean barbie) across the floor and joined the soccer club (I am not  PICK-ME-GIRL). I met Hanbi and Anna. Hanbi is still a great friend (best dancer I've ever met, but I haven't met Blackpink yet so don't tell her I said that). Anna always screamed about how unfair things were for her. Her father owned a successful clinic, so whenever she messed up, POOF! Her dad would slather money on the problem and it disappeared. Anna would always say that she should get the upper hand because she didn't have a supportive family. "I have to go first cuz I don't have this." "I have to go first because I don't have that."

Long story short, Anna is just a big, selfish, ugly cry baby with horrible taste. I hated her from the very day I met her: She would overreact and the world revolved around her. Crying would get her out of trouble (which is a contributing factor to why me as a teenager hates the idea of bawling even more), and she would make up things that never happened.

Grade 1: I was still the athlete girl that played tag with the boys and the only first grader that could slam-dunk in the kiddie basketball zone. I was best friends with a sarcastic kid named Jemma, but her mom was kind of cuckoo: One day Jemma went up to me with tears in her eyes, and said: "My mom said not to play with you anymore." and ignored me from that day forth. Hold up, before that, a pervert called Daniel assaulted me by touching my- yeah I'll stop. He then LIED in my face that he didn't do it, when it was RECORDED on the security camera. His Mom didn't even apologize, and so did his dad. Present day, my friend Emmy called the entire family a bunch of uncivilized, rude, and pervert-ish a-holes (BTW I luv u Emmy). The only reason Daniel wasn't expelled was because his mom was a substitute and his dad was the middle school social studies teacher. From that day, Daniel would immaturely boo me for no reason, swear at me, glare, and gossiped about me. Yes, we were in first grade. He was the exact type of kid that I would expect to be unemployed and addicted to video games about ten years later. His grades were all c-, d's and f's. I will now call him pervert because he is a pervert. But enough about that pervert: Let's talk about good stuff: In the talent show, I danced with my friends, (Yes or Yes by TWICE) and the reaction was fire. Mounds of people were screaming (while Daniel alone was booing) and the science teacher started yelling "YASS QUEEN!". To be honest, Hanbi carried. Follow her insta 4 me :), tnx. It's 'Hanbiiiii_i'. You'll see a pretty girl with dark skin, black hair, and orange outfit kneeling. Anyways, during the show, a girl called Irina shoved me and stole MY solo part! I calmed down and focused and soon, my bestie (her name is karma) got her to trip and I had to steal her solo part (or else we would look stupid). I graduated grade one with high marks (sky high for English, thank you Geronimo Stilton, William Shakespeare, Charles Dickens, and Jane Austen). I was an athletic bookworm, and I know that's rare to see, but believe me.   

Grade 2: No, still a bookworm, still love Geronimo and Thea. But as I got more into Thea, my beauty standard changed when I saw fair-skinned, blue-eyed, blonde-haired Colette from Paris. She dressed well, ate well, got into Mouseford, a top university. I decided I would be that girl, the pretty, popular, effortlessly smart. That was how I grew to start taking notes. Soon, all the girls in my class copied me, which I hated. This was also when I started to lose my interest in sports. Hey, I was still in shape, but not chasing a ball like a crazy bull (I was a goalkeeper, and a good one too). My class had Ms. Allensworth, a life changing teacher. She was always smiling, so positive, saw the best in people, and was never angry. I cried when she moved to America. Ian and Jake were in my class, and they were in Hannah's class the year before, so we weren't enemies. Hannah was in my class this year, and was sweet, funny, sarcastic, relatable. She was the real deal. Combined with our unanimous love for My Little Pony, we were inseparable.

She was too good to be true.

Grade 3: When I was in the third grade, I had another life changing teacher. I dare to say she was my favorite teacher, still is, and will always be. Ms. Lana Al Mufleh, the teacher who saw something special in me. She would take interest in what I did and took me under her wing. At the same time, my friendship with Hannah was falling apart. A new girl, Annie, came to school. Hannah was seemingly sick of me, as she was caucasian and I was asian. She needed someone to talk about dying your hair with kool-aid while I tried to get her to try kimchi. When she met Annie, they clicked. Annie was almost ME in a caucasian/latino form. She was interested in fashion, nice, and cool. Except she was 10 times more fun, popular, and gorgeous. I took a break and started going back to my roots and played with Ethan, a friend from kindergarten, and started playing tag with the boys again. BTW, Jake, Ian, Hannah, and I were in the same class. Again.

Grade 4: I was in the same class as Ian and Hannah, and wanted a fresh start. Annie left school, so Hannah started playing with me again. But history repeats. Alice, a obnoxious girl from a Korean school came to our class and started to rub against Hannah. She was passive aggressive to me in ways I couldn't tell her off for, and was so annoying. She followed Hannah everywhere, excluded me, and at one point, told me to stop "pretending to be pretty". I scratched my messy bun, tugged at my baggy hoodie, and smiled at her. Alice was just plain horrible. Even Hannah disliked her at one point. Alice then started kicking me, leaving bruises for 'being annoying'. Korean school kids are scary :(. Alice told me to stop pretending to be pretty, so I told her to stop pretending to not be a hammerhead shark, given her huge eye distance, and a big, square face. Then a fight started and Alice got off scott-free. I then told Mrs. Rosemary about everything, the passive aggression, kicking, exclusion, and dumbing me down. She responded by saying that those sounded like excuses, and said I should leave the friend group. Hannah didn't stick up for me, not once. Well, fine. Who needs friends anyway? I started a comic book club, and secretly was distant to my so-called friends. My classmates had two weeks to sign up, and almost the entire class did. At night, I stayed up till 1:00 AM organizing plans according to the number of people in the club. Then, Anna joined the next day. "I'm going to join". "Signups are over." said my vice president. "IDC." Anna threw a big fit and then RIPPED all of our comics! Then she made it look like we were bullying and excluding her. Alice threw the blame on me, when she was the one who told Anna to quit being a baby. She got off scott-free, and Anna had ruined my first try at leadership, our first try at a club. Anna's best friend was just as annoying and weird, and smelled like rotten food mixed with vinegar. She went to the counselor daily because of her emotional breakdowns. To top that off, Alice's brother, Alex started sending messages to me, calling me a B!tch and a Psychopath monkey. I let it slide, but regret it ( I still have the screenshots tho). I was so done with fifth grade. I needed a break from this. A fresh start. I ground my teeth and worked my butt off in summer break, enrolled in a math Hagwon for the first time and got a 99 percentile on my MAP test in fifth grade. I started to take care of myself: I stopped stress eating (thank you Alice) and took care of my skin and hair. I got right into fashion again. I was going to be me again. I wasn't going to look ugly for Alice so she wouldn't call me a wannabe Barbie. I wasn't going to be quiet in class so Alice wouldn't make fun of me for asking questions. I wasn't going to let my skin burn and lips chap so Alice wouldn't yell at me for wearing 'makeup' (sunscreen and NIVEA lip balm). I was going to be me.