Even MOMS can go to UNIVERSITY!

Are TEEN MOMS Even Allowed Into HIGH SCHOOL?

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If you don't know me, I'm Borisette Pomskilly, I've been living a normal life so far. But then my dad decided to buy some hairspray and never come back, so it's just been me and my mom, Sasha. She's known for having glorious hair, like, she's been on so many magazines and we've had so much money for so long I can't even count anymore. But apparently, we have, 'run out', because of 'my school'. I go to a fucking STATE SCHOOL. I think she thinks my IQ is like, zero? But I did some tests and it's actually like, 145.6? So I don't get why she lies to me so much and expects me to believe her. 

Anyway, now I have to go Daytime Salmon High School. Who even NAMED THAT? Is that like some Scottish settler who hunted salmon in the day with a, whatever English people use? A gun? Now I have to go here and it's so annoying having to go to a new school after 2 years of going to my previous school. Sigh, whatever, whatever... whatever.. Well, here we go then..

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As Borisette gets ready for school, her mom calls up to her.

"BORISETTE, DARLING? ARE YOU READY FOR SCHOOL?"

She groans. It's literally 8am, what normal person expects a teenager to get up at 8am? "I'm so hungover.." she says under her breath. "I'M COMING, YES MOM, IM COMING MOM, WHATEVER, MOM, I GOT IT, MO-"

"HURRY UP AND GET DOWN HERE. YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE!"

With a sigh, Borisette goes downstairs to see her mom, already in pristine work clothes; she's a hair dresser. She looks Borisette up and down and smiles. "You ready, darling?"

"Hah, yes I'm ready..."

"Great, let's go."

After a boring drive across the suburban town of New Britain, they arrive at the school. Through the car window, Borisette can already see the generic cliques that make up every high school: the nerds, the jocks, the popular bitches, the random art kid, etcetera etcetera... 

With a half hearted wave to her mom, she slams the door and begins her trek into this new building full of false positivity and low-quality education. 

It's a blindingly bright school, filled with eye-bleeding posters slapped onto white walls and dusty bunting arching over the students' heads. Immediately, she gets a few stares from the crowds. She doesn't look THAT hungover right? Ignoring them, she makes her way over to the Principle's office so she can get a 'warm welcome'. 

She reaches the office 2 minutes late, not because it was on purpose or anything, and knocks on the imposing oak office door.

"Come in!" says a suspiciously cheerful voice.

She forces the door open with an absolutely horrendous creak and almost falls into the office with the force at which she was pushing it, and is greeted with a warm smile.

"Uhm. Hi, I'm Borisette Pomskilly... I was told that I was supposed to come meet you in the morning? Oh I'm new haha." 

"Good morning, Borisette, I am Principle Eja." she smiles. "We're very excited to receive you at Daytime Salmon and we hope you will also integrate nicely into our little family here!" says Principle Eja, like she's laughing at some sort of inside joke.

Borisette awkwardly laughs along and looks around the office as inconspicuously as possible. The principle was clearly an academic, and had tall-ass shelves filled with books and atlases. In the back was a glass cabinet filled with what appeared to be a shit-ton of rocks. A few certificates were hung on the walls and a dying plant was snuggled neatly into the corner of the room with literally no light. On the Principle's desk was a framed polished photo of a girl and boy standing on the edge of a volcano and throwing peace signs. What the fu-