My side of Highschool

Maybe I'll finish this at some later point, this has been written for a year and I've said I would add more later and I havnt so if anyone likes it, i'll gladly finish it especially for you <3

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Warning: few of the names have been changed.

Chapter One:

Life goes by normally for most. Boring; but normal. Not me. Being as my whole life revolves around the awesomeness that IS My Chemical Romance, I come off strange to most at my high school. My addiction for them causes me to lose focus whenever the teacher "politely" states that if I don't take my headphones out, he'll cut them out.  When they are in and I get a steady flow of beats and lyrics engulfing me, I can focus and keep my grades up at the minimum a low B.

I walk through the crowded halls and walkways alone, partially by choice.  People who try to talk to me I usually ignore or tell them to please go away. My walking time is my alone time, where I can "think". But not too many people really seem to have the urge to walk with me anyway.  I have a handful of friends that I've known since I was little who stand my strangeness, mostly because we all grew up together as the strange fat MCR chick, the art nerd, and the horse freak.  There was my best friend Robin, who has now been moved for about two years who was much prettier than I ever was but was almost identical to me on the inside.  Still being the same people we always were, we have a blossomed a little to come out with Jamie; the beautiful artist who is too modest to let anyone tell her she is gorgeous or her art is amazing; Lexi, the amazing down to earth, not afraid to get down and dirty, Blonde beauty who loves horses and most other living things, unless they are snakes, like the adorable Guarder snakes that slither round our houses and scare the shit outta her and her mother.

      As for me, Brooke; thinned out or just got taller, becoming more comfortable in my skin, and fitting in nowhere. Yes, I know this sounds like one of those annoying girl stories. 'Where do I belong? Why am I here? Blah blah blah' no. To tell you the truth about how high school REALLY is.

       Now we all know how movies show high school. This glowing place where the cheerleader dates the jock and everyone loves them. You might see a nerd or an emo kid get bullied or something along the way, but its funny. Yeah, real funny unless your them. I'm fortunate enough to go to this amazing high school where no one really ever gets bullied; but that doesn't stop people from flat out ignoring you. Now, as this wonderful movie magic IS going on somewhere in the school, not all of us have the pleasure of only worrying about the non –important problems such as looking fat when you have the tiniest bump of a stomach because you pigged out over the weekend, What makeup to wear to the football game, and when their boyfriends will ask them to homecoming.

      I hated my 8th grade year. My best friend had just moved away, leaving me here in this dump alone, angry, and refusing to make new friends. We had many things in common, one of the most important being her love for MCR. All 8th grade I couldn't wait for high school, basing it off of what I had seen walking through it to pick up my sister and movies. It may have looked great seeing how those people fit in, but they fit in all their lives I bet you. They didn't just hit high school, become beautiful and thin, get a hot boyfriend, and everything was good. But, I didn't put myself into the position of being a highschool, so I just assumed becoming a high school, I would be handed these things. Nope, not how things went down. Slowly, I grow more and more away from people, not talking to most and sitting alone. I walk through groups of friends, none of them mine and none I would want to join anyways. People look at me like im a freak when I wear some of my "different" outfits, but mostly I go unseen and unheard. But hey, that's highschool when you aren't "normal".

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