A Middle school life

Turning it all around

I am sick of all of this, if I am going to be living in a world of lables I am simply going to change my label... I am going to be... A rebel.

You heard me, a rebel and i'm starting right now.

By the time school rolled around to the next day my wardrobe had changed, my point of view has changed, and most importantly my attitude has changed.

I was walking down the hallway everyone was completely surprised to my big changes, and not that we are all shocked and surpised but Tasha came up to me with a weirded out look on her face and said "Uh Zoey what do you think you're wearing?"
"Its a look called "me"." I replied "Well don't expect a seat at our table." She flipped her hair and sashayed away, as soon as she left I said to myself "I wasn't expecting to."

School went on and Quinn pulled me aside between classes she still looked totally glamified she almost blinded me with the damn glitter she had on her clothes. "Zoey what are you doing? Tasha is never going to let you sit at our table dressed like that!" I smirked and said back "I know... I'm rebelling against the populars and I want you to come with me Quinn. Quinn had apparently been brainwashed by the populars cause she did NOT wanna give that stuff up "Zoey I can't just abandon Tasha that's social suicide."

I wanted to hurl my guts out.

"Quinn you are my best friend!!!" I shouted "Atleast underneath all of that Paris Hilton shit you've got on." Quinn was shocked that I used a cuss word and quite frankly so was I. "I'm sorry Zoey." Quinn said and walked away.

I knew she would come around so I didn't throw a temper tantrum.

Soon it was time for me to step into the center of hell a.k.a. the cafeteria. Everyone was shocked to see the new me... The new 'badass' me. Tasha stuck her nose up at me as she walked over "Uh Zoey what are you wearing? You look like Marilyn Manson's daughter." I simply smirked at her "Thanks." I replied. Tasha threw a confused look at me and said "Zoey, you realize that I can't have a "rebel" sitting at my table right?" I couldn't believe this girl, she is a racist to all other labels in the middle school community. Tasha still just kept standing there as if to say are you sitting down or not? But all I could say was "Tasha, I don't wanna live in your world of popularity, it's boring... and stupid. All you care about is what everybody thinks of you and who is around you... We'll screw that and screw you're rules I'm outta here."

As I turned around I realized the whole cafeteria was watching like it was an episode of Keeping Up With The Kardashians, and you would never believe what they did...They applauded me ME. Tasha started to stomp away but she turned around to yell "YOU'LL REGRET THIS ZOEY HACKETT!!!"

Yea well... bitch bye.

I got bunches of compliments on my little conversation with Tasha and I think I can still say that I still remain the most popular girl in school but its not like I care. My top priority is getting my friends outta there... I WILL get them outta there and if becoming a rebel is what it takes then so be it.