Chapter 2

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Don't mean to sound cliche, but, we all know the social pyramid and what gets you to the top. Basically for girls, it's obviously large... organic milk bags, and a butt. Nice clothes is always a plus, and straightened hair till the point where it's damaged so much, that it's forced to become a new trend. For guys, it's the general fuckboy look. Khakis, converse, usually cafe colored hair, pretty tall, and obviously, fuckboyish. I hate that. Who ever is willing to give themselves up is shoved to the top. But it's true. It's not like any of this is gonna matter any way after high school. So jokes on them. Ha.

So, from me bashing the populars right there, you can probably tell I'm not one of them. My hair is not really damaged at all. I usually just throw it into a braid. Oh how cliche of me, right? Well shut up, your the reader, I'm the leader. Anyway, there's really nothing strictly unattractive about me, nor my best friend, Cecilia. I haven't really introduced Cecilia yet, how rude of me. Cecilia has been by my side now for 6 years and that ain't changing soon. Cecilia lives a good life, it's probably because she's not that brightest one out there. Ignorance is bliss my friends. But, she knows what she has to, and she's supper funny, thoughtful, and I couldn't think of a better best friend. Cec knows not to give herself up in a bad way to climb the social ladder. Cec has something real special to her, something that nobody else can provide. I'm real lucky to have her, without her, there would be no me. Without her, there would be no me. Without her, there would be no me.

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