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The Faults in Stereotypes

   Samantha James was happy for stereotypes. She was a pretty brunet who was a cheerleader, so she was set for her high school career. There were parts of the cliches that she hated, but high school was about self preservations. She was nice enough to know how terrible the bullying was, but was smart enough to know that she didn't have enough pull to do anything about it. With high school in it's final days, she didn't do anything about it. Except she didn't want to leave the school with a secret weighing on her chest. Whether it was a 'fuck you' to the kids who made those who wanted to get out of town miserable, or because she strived to be a genuinely good person, she knew she had to tell someone.

   She had been dating Aaron for almost two years, and no one knew. There were rumors of a secret boyfriend, but no one knew who the mystery boy was, if they cared enough to look into them.

   The big secret was because of Aaron's social status. He was labeled an outcast earlier in childhood, and once certain people gave someone a label, there was no escaping it. 

   There was no big courtship between Sam and Aaron. They worked together in a summer camp and eventually got together. Their dates were often after hours, not in a dirty sort of way, but they could be anonymous. They went to outdoor and indoor movies, dinners, almost everything they could. They had mutual interest that Sam didn't even know she was interested in because she had to hide a side of her that wouldn't work with popularity.

   She didn't want to hide the relationship, nor did she want to make a big deal about it. She wanted to tell her friends about it like they told each other about every relationship, but Aaron was against it. He knew what it would do to her social level, and he said he didn't want her to become like him. He had perfected the art of being a wall flower, but she would stand out.

   Sam's older brother was bullied and it killed her how she saw his pain but she could never do anything. He always told her that it would be better to be a bystander than to step in, which went against everything she had been taught, but it was the way to survive.

   "Hey, babe," Aaron said, jumping into her car. He had gotten off of work and smelt like coffee beans.

   "How's your day?" she asked with a grin.

   "Long, but over now. Want do you want to do?" he asked with a smile.

   "How about dinner? We could go to that Italian place that you like. It's a Friday. We can loosen up a little." He raised an eyebrow and she shrugged. She sighed when she saw the look on his face. "I know people will find out, but we've waited long enough."

   "You sure?"

   "It's time."