At my old school there were clicks every person has there one except for the outcasts the uniques as we would like to call them. We had certain rules to keep the world running smoothly
No messing with other groups.
No talking to other groups
No being friends with other groups and the most important rule we have
NO DATTING PEOPLE IN OTHER GROUPS!!
These rules were how the world worked until she showed up. We didn't know what to do with her she rode in on a mortercycle but she wore a dress. When she got off her motorcycle we noticed something weird she was wearing hints of steam punk. We tried letting her find a group but instead she plugged her headphones in and walked off. It was then that we realized something she smelled like trouble. She smelled like a uprising she smelled like the end to school it's self she had to be stopped. But every time we tried something she managed to sneak by us. Finally one day we hoped that no one would become friends with her and we gave up and just let her be the one and only unique. Then it happened we started to notice something weird she was talking to people. She had made friends with almost every group of lower class groups there were. She was friends with the druggies,the detention gang,the thespians,the musicians,the class president, the band geeks, and even some of the nerds. We would have never thought out of all the groups a unique would ever be friends with nerds, as smart as this unique was she should have known that nerds would be her demise or maybe she thought it would be our demise. But anyways she took OUR nerds! OUR geeks! They are the only reason we are in control. If anything happens to their trust we may as well die. Nothing seemed to be going down so everyone went on their usually schedule until she started to act funny. I noticed she had gotten close to a few people even to a few nerds. We started to pick them off for different made up reasons theft,vandalism,walking wrong. We thought she would understand not to mess with us after that and then it happened. She was in a class with one of our nerds we were seeing changes in him we didn't used to see he stopped letting us control him he started thinking on his own. They walked together more often it threatened us.He would talk to his friends about her but we couldn't have this we couldn't have a unique come and change the system again it's happened before and only one person was left standing that day the unique.

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The Security Room.
RomanceThe Security cameras tell a story of how one school's social classes fell to pieces all because of a girl and a boy.