RED ALERT

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So basically I turned 14 even before I reached freshman year. So here we go... Woot! New school, new people, new friends, new faces to judge (haha), new places to hang, new clothes for me, and I was a new money since my dad would give me $50 a day for my allowance. Spoiled much? Not really. He just loves me so much!

"I wish Jamie were here, didn't know it's hard to make friends in high school" that's what I said on my mind. Yeah, first day was tough. Lots of stupid seniors would give you that evil smirk, juniors who thinks they own the school and sophomore girls who wants to be friendly but talk behind each other backs. How did I know? Eavesdropping is one of my hobbies. And I had no time to be with those people. Freshmen peeps... They don't even try. It's like we were all loners. Like I said, "first day? was... well, it was okay. Told my parents who started asking me about school.

2nd day. Heres the thing, I like to wear leggings a lot with a loose shirt, that's just me. Stop judging! but I didnt know what i was thinking... its like it was my only option was to wear a short short with a short real tight shirt with my low cut converse and finally tied up my hair that day. Like seriously, did someone casted a spell on me? So I did go to school wearing those, I was so nervous the moment I stepped out of the school bus I just wanted to go home I was like "RED ALERT! RED ALERT" I told that to the bus driver but she laughed and told me to just get a napkin from school. Darn it! Oh well I was so nervous and felt so pathetic but guess what?
I made like 30 friends. & I know what you're thinking. Damn right! most of them were guys. Like seriously?
"Hi, I'm Matt, I heard youre a freshman. Wanna hang out sometimes?" I was asked that question for like so many times with just their names being different. Uh, So I see, I had to dress up like a hoe to be noticed. Guess the story was right. But then again I still had no idea how I came up dressing like that. Truth to be told, I kind of liked the feeling of people coming to me, trying to be friendly and shit but at the same time it just didn't feel like it was the real me sooo...

3rd day; I transformed back to just being simply me. But I wanted friends. So I tried talking to those people who tried being friends with me. And all I've got was "I'll get back with you later" "see you after class" "I am already eating with someone" "seat is taken" and whatever else they've said just to avoid me. "What the fuck is going on?" Told myself. "So hey, I am not a hoe and I will never be one just to get y'all fuckers attention!!!" trust me. I would've screamed that out loud but its not worth going for a detention.
I am so not used to this. I had lots of friends back in middle school. I was one of the people who never lose friends beside me. Why do I had to make decisions like switching school when I was mad?! One of the things I regretted the most! So While seating on a bench, I tried going back to the past. Thinking over everything. Darn it. I was too young for all that drama! I guess meeting new people, new school was still a good idea. Still Reminiscing until...

"What you up to? You look sad... Need a friend? Aliah right?" Until someone interrupted my moment and asked me that nuisance question.

"Who are you?"

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