Confused

Live a perfect life

"Best friends will always be there with you, but if they move on they don't really care,learn to tell who is real and who is fake."
~astrid Mendoza

_________________________________________

We got into my moms car and of course we had to fight over the front seat. "I'm better than you,so I should sit up front." Stella said. "I have better grades so I should go up front because I earned it." I reply back.
My mom jumps in and says,"Girls no need to fight BOTH of you are going in the back." We rolled are eyes but jumped in the back. Looking out of the window I noticed that people in big groups who were covered up in tattoos and piercings walked around these streets and on the radios the gave news about murders and robberies. I shivered and focused on the music playing.

Finally we arrived at our high school. Our high school is a private school mostly for people with money but there are a few people who got in here because of their good grades and behavior. My neighbors actually go here. Grace and Steven don't really fit in with the rest of the school. Even though they go dressed like us because of the uniform policy,their attitude and behavior doesn't define this school. Steven has a tattoo on his wrist and on his left shoulder. The school doesn't allow tattoos or piercings but they let it slide do to their grades n it was barely visible.

Stella and me got out of the car and my mom waited to make sure we entered school. She is protective when it comes to school. We are always at school with perfect attendance and straight "A's". On the contrary grace and steven are almost always missing school and hang out with the wrong people.

Most of their friends have their arms filled with tattoos and have piercings. It almost looks as if it was a gang but the school would have known and would have never let them in if it were that situation.