Preface

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Secrets don't keep friends. Isn't that the truth.

My high school experience has been similar to every other teenager in the sense that it has been complete hell, but different in every other way. Unlike the movies, my high school is one for the freaks, hidden by the government, secret to everyone who isn't like us.

I say us, because I am technically one of the people they categorize as a freak, or a "unique" as the government likes to call us, you know, your werewolves, vampires, witches, you get the point.

I would like to think of myself as a member of the X-Men, and my school as the Mansion but truthfully it is a lot more boring than that. 

You'd think that by attending a school full of supernatural beings that you would lose some of the high school stereotypes, but nay, our school is still. . . high school. Still full of crappy lunches, popular kids, shoving people into lockers, and P.E. classes.

Of course, we do have our differences, as to he expected while attending a high school for the supernatural. Classes like "Mating 101," and books such as "How To Not Drink Human Blood."

And above all, we still have clicks, gangs, squads, whatever you would like to call it, but on a sort of. . . different level. These aren't just girls who wear pink on Wednesdays.

Ironically, these groups all kind of make sense. Take werewolves for example; they're strong, big, athletic, kind of jerks, very pack-centric and therefore protective, all sticking together, so naturally they take up the role of jocks.

Then you have the vampires, some emo and some not, but they're all sluts. Self-loathing, and desperate for the human touch as well as human blood, they'll do anything to get it and anything to make you want it, usually by dressing in tight fitting jeans and shirts that make sure their breasts are just about to fall completely out of that two-sizes-too-small t-shirt.

Next you have the valley girls. Popular, skinny, rich, and always worried about how many calories are in their lattes. Sounds like your average Californian, but those are the banshees.

Pixies are up there on the popularity list, known for their wild side and throwing crazy parties, despite looking rather child-like. You wouldn't believe the issues they have when they get pulled over. 

Then you got genies. Overall goofballs, though they seem to always get into trouble. They're all very colorful and expressive, though you won't see them a ton, they skip class. 

Next we have the Ogre's. Large, mean, stupid, smelly, and are always trying to take your lunch money. Personally, I've never met a good one. 

You got your teleporters next. They're not around much (ha) but when they are they're causing trouble. Snagging money out of people's pockets or tripping them in the hallway. They have too much fun, let's just say that.

Then you got your nature loving hippies, aka your benders, who, although sectioned into four different elemental powers (fire, water, earth, and air), all seem to stick together. Their posters reading "SAVE THE TREES," are everywhere in this school.

Lower on the popularity list is demons, though they choose to be there by choice. Not much is known about them, other than they're pretty intimidating, keep to themselves, and if you do encounter one, they're usually dicks. Definitely not a crowd you want to mess around with. 

Then you have the mermaids, super involved in drama and choir and anything involving the arts really, they're always the ones singing in the hallways, convinced they'll make it big. There was one who got an audition on the X-Factor, but she couldn't exactly make it work. . . you know the whole needing to be in water thing. 

Lower on the list are seers, they're supposedly able to see the future, though most people just think they're crazy, but I'm not so sure. I mean I have seen them flinch way to often to not be seeing some fucked up shit. 

Lastly you have the outcasts. The ones who don't fit in anywhere. It's a pretty small group, so far they only have one member. 

Me.

I suppose that right there is another difference between human high school and mine. In school, although you may not exactly have friends, you at least have somewhere to belong, because you're similar in some way or another. You have gym class together, you like the same bag of chips, hate the same teacher. 

I guess that right there is the problem, I'm not like anyone here.

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