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Pilot

Once upon a time, the Universe was created. We can't be sure how or why, but we can all agree that it was. There was a POOF, perhaps a BANG, and all of the sudden, nothing was everything. Planets, galaxies, stars...anything you could possibly think of. But what people don't know is in that BANG, a list of rules was made. Rules that no one could ever possibly fathom breaking. Rules that are so sacred, they remain unspoken.

These are the Rules of Highschool.

In your typical high school, everyone can and will be categorized into 5 groups:

The Jocks. This group is the least complex to understand. They live for only one thing: scoring. Whether they aim to score the game-winning touchdown or score a date with one of the most sought-after girls in school, everything is a game to them. And they are in it to win it.

The Nerds. These guys are always at the bottom, always have been, always will be. No matter how progressive the people of the future will be, the simple principle of nerds will always be engrained in our minds. We know it, the nerds know it, and they know better than to question it. Yes, they're at the bottom, but that doesn't mean they aren't appreciated. After the Jocks make them do their homework, they'll make sure to give the nerds a smile in the hallway between classes.

The Extras. To put it into the simplest of terms, the extras are the people in the background who are absolutely irrelevant. They look incredibly boring and they don't grasp your attention for more than about three seconds at a time. They tend to keep to themselves, which isn't necessarily a bad thing.

The Populars. This is the group of people, usually girls, who think they own the school, which they do. All the guys want them and all the girls want to be them. Simple as that.

And then there's the last group, population: one. The Queen Bee.
This is typically the girl that presides over the entire school kingdom, and everyone knows better than to be anything but loyal to her. She's usually mean...and blonde...and the head cheerleader.

I know, I know. These are all just stereotypes, right? Not really. In my school at least, this is the lay of the land. I imagine that these at least somewhat apply to your high school, no matter how loosely. We all live with these stereotypes, whether we realize it or not.

My name is Ari Thomson, and I am the reigning Queen Bee of Jackson High. I have been made aware that, according to past yearbooks, I am the first ever black Queen. Not going to lie, it feels pretty good. I like the fact that the blonde head-cheerleader stereotype is squashed, at least for now. I'm proud to say that I make an effort to resist these stereotypes as much as possible, though they always seem to stick.

For example, I'm not a cheerleader. I don't think my body has the capability to bend that way, and I'm not willing to try. I don't pick on he nerds, and I encourage all my friends not to either. They don't listen but, baby steps, right? I don't treat everyone as if they're beneath me. I don't make fun of anyone for their appearance, or their clothes or...anything for that matter.

Some people don't agree with the way I rule, and they're determined to drag me under and take the throne for themselves. I can't let that happen, or else this hierarchy will get out of hand.