The Janitors Closet

Intro

Highschool is like an asylum for the hormone raging, judgemental creatures we call teenagers.

These creatures spend their days stalking each other on websites when they are too nervous to talk to each other, and hating others for what they don't have, just to feel superior.

I, Mady Ableton, am sad to admit that I am one of these creatures.

I mean, I wasn't before. Before I was unwillingly thrown in this torturous hell, where I must tell myself 'I am doing all this because of my future', I was a cute, happy go lucky child who thought it was a good idea to film a video of me doing a cooking tutorial and put it on my sisters Facebook ( not a good idea Mandy, it comes back to haunt you,okay ).

Then the unsubtle change occurred, and I found myself among scary, tall dudes whose voices were already deep, girls who walked the halls like they owned the place, kids who were too afraid to look up from the ground, feeling as though everything I do will be judged and used against them... Yes I was one of the last kids. The truth is, no one is going to use anything against me when they don't notice me...

Now that I was sixteen, I realised I needed a change, and I would do anything to have that change: even if it meant joining a cult.  I was tired of being the girl no one noticed, tired of being the target of having my seat kicked and hearing snickers behind me because my reaction, while trying to be threatening was just something to cringe at. And let's face it... I was fucking ugly.

I figured that my first real party was definitely the way to go. Now your probably thinking, 'ugh another teen party, I guess it's another teen fiction about ending up with another bad boy and being best friends with another popular girl and living happily ever after' amirite?

Well, I hate to tell you this... I mean I would have hated to tell you this at the start of the year...
But your wrong.