The annoying thing about innocence is that, often, it is glued to the wrong person's reputation. Take me, Meredith Andrews, for example. Having overprotective parents, I am always pegged as the most innocent teenager in my high school, despite the fact that I, too, know about all the "concepts" that any other adolescent knows about.
But, no, I am forever stuck as a joke, with stupid questions constantly tossed my way.
"Hey, Meredith! Do you even know what a bra is?"
"Hey, Mere! Can I use your Biology notes? After all, you spend all your time studying at home, so I bet they're killer."
"Hey, Meredith! How's life on house arrest?"
Trust me: they get much worse.
And, as a bonus, there really ARE kids who are more innocent than me here at Roosevelt High. You want to encounter some clueless ducklings? Try the library. That's where anybody who's nobody hangs out.
So, the fact still remains: due to my fluffy reputation, I never receive any social invitations. I am never invited to any parties or gatherings, let alone any clubs or bars. No, because of my false identity, I really AM a hermit. Because of my fake image, I really AM forced to stay home on Saturday nights, watching reruns of Friends with my parents. Because of my ludicrous "innocence," I really AM forced to hang out in the library.
I guess, in a way, I really AM a nobody.
And, you know what? IT SUCKS.
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The Annoying Thing About Innocence
Teen FictionMeredith has always been, well, overprotected. From the 9:00 curfew to the mandatory homework completion on Fridays, Mere is constantly viewed as the most innocent child in school. Her reputation quickly changes, however, when loose canon Wyatt Hen...
