Just A High School Life

Freshman Year

Well the start of a new year... sounds amazing doesn't it? Well I did think it was amazing until I actually got to the gates of hell... known as... High School. Now I know what you're thinking... am I really going to start talking about my high school life? Well just beware... my high school life isn't as "normal" as others despite the title which will throw you off... but hey... what's life without a few lies and betrayal right?

The only day my mom walked me to school was the first day of high school. After that she just didn't give a shit and just let me go... then again considering I'm a high school student and I'm able to do things - as what people like to call it - "independently" made it clear to me that I'm growing up and i don't need my mommy walking me to school as if i were fucking 5. Damn it's sad to see that people my age still get picked up and dropped off by their parents every single fucking day... like I'll understand sometimes because trust me when winter comes I don't feel like stepping a foot out of my house. But everyday? I'm already claustrophobic...

Anyways... back to the main idea. I actually thought my first day of high school would suck so much. Being the "new girl", the "newbie", and all that other shit, it sucked. I didn't know ANYONE. Walking into the gates of hell I saw metal detectors and i walked through them for the very first time... felt like PURE jail. Then again that's how my school looks in photographs. Now I had braces at the time... and knowing my dumbass I saw WAY too many movies and actually thought that when I rang for the first time it was because of my braces... it was actually my belt...yup I was a dumbass.

Well getting to my class... I got lost... but I got lost with like two other girls who ended up being in the same class as me. It was ironic I'd say. One was actually the same race as me and her name was... Candy. The other one was Britney.

I got to my official class with the help of the people they call staff and i sat in the back. Around me were two girls who ended up being my best friends. Well that actually lasted for like half a year... I'm telling you right now that lies and betrayal are a part of life.

At this point my stupid U.S History teacher said "Get into groups of four!"... um... Where was I gonna find 3 people who i actually knew and would actually like my weird brace-face?! Well someone so desperate turn around and said "Would you like to be my partner?". Knowing my bitch-ass i said this kind response "No". Now i know what you're thinking... kind of... "Why didn't you say yes?", "Didn't you want friends?"... well yea I did want friends but i didn't like the vibe he sent out. So majestically and magically a girl tapped my shoulder... Jasmine... 

Any who... she taps my shoulder and goes "Do you want to work with me and Dora?" I was a little shy and shit. But, I said "Sure" while shrugging my shoulders... and we included John in the squad too... and up to this point it was the best decision of my life. Dora and I would be COMPLETE fatasses every single day... buying food and chips almost all the time without even planning it and it was a smooth few months... of course Jasmine got jealous or some shit and shit went completely downhill. At that moment i didn't really understand why but as the pieces came together I finally got the REAL story and well you'll see soon.

Jasmine tried everything for me to get away from Dora and me being completely blinded and stupid I just believed Jasmine and it was a HUGE mistake... she would literally tell Dora lies and then feed my head with lies and utter bullshit that wasn't even true. A little word of advice.. don't be ME... find the other half of the story. I found out a year later.

During all the drama and shit i got into a relationship with a boy who was just completely amazing at the time. His name was Cris. We dated for about 5 months... now we actually weren't your average couple... we would never ever EVER argue about anything and if I were to get jealous which was completely RARE he would write sweet shit to me. He would walk me home EVERY single day. I remember some girl named Maria who I wasn't THAT close to invited my boyfriend to go to American Eagle with her to help her choose her boyfriend's (which btw they were on and off for years) Valentine's gift. Knowing my boyfriend he wouldn't agree to anything without me or even do something without letting me know which is why I actually fell for with him. Which is rare to me considering I don't believe in love until he came along. Now I've known him in middle school don't get me wrong but we got close after middle school. So, my boyfriend told her "But i take my girlfriend home" and he looked at me and i said "Okay we'll go". My boyfriend also found it weird and uncomfortable with going with her by himself so i went with him. Now i had to be home because I was in a hurry so i told Maria "I have to go now". She said "What about your boyfriend?" I responded "He's coming with me obviously" and her reaction was "Oh". I'm going to be completely honest... I have no clue why we went when the entire time she knew what she was going to get... so I will never know what her intentions really were. She was known as a hoe but i never really paid attention to the rumors but as long as she didn't get near my boyfriend everything was fine. Anyways, that passed and my boyfriend said he was moving and he wouldn't really have enough free time to come and visit me so we just made a mutual break up and most people would think we got into an argument but in reality it was just a mutual break up. It hurt but it was for the best i guess. Then again that's a silly and known excuse to break up. I'll never really know the real reason behind our break-up.

Now i did not in fact forget about these two specific people. 

These two people were... Alysia and Angie. They changed my life completely and that includes Dora. Alysia was not your average Puerto-Rican/Irish person. She was like a white girl trapped in a hispanic body. Which by the way suits her perfectly well. Probably because we got close and i got used to the idea.