I hate people. No, that is not sarcasm. Basically, I was labeled as a innocent goody-twoshoes... That is a lie spread by an enemy. REALLY? Innocent? Haha! Whatever.
Anyway, I am a short (I lied...Very short) dark haired girl. Dark eyes, dark hair, and light tan skin. Asian. But that doesn't matter. At least to me it doesn't.
If you know me in real life you wouldn't believe a word I am saying in this book. Digital book? I don't know. Wattpad book.
So. I used to be depressed. Yeah. A short 12 year old who looks 9. The most innocent looking person ever. The ones who gave me that depression, are the ones who labeled me. But that was the past. Almost a year ago.
At my new school, I think I am just an average person. I observed every possible group there, but I fit into no group. All the people are pretty nice, I just don't see a group I would get along perfectly well with. When I observe I use logic. No opinions or judgements.
So, about 2/5 is popular (they think they are)
1/5 is just your average ones.
2/5 boys
Yeah...
There aren't many boy cliques.
Maybe 1-5 pairs of friends.
I don't think anybody noticed me. I just waltzed in like a small bug. You can seriously tell who is popular. Like me (insert sarcasm)...
In my old grade of 30 people it worked like this-
Dating a public schooler? Popular.
Wear makeup? Popular.
Look 14? Popular.
Otaku? Dumped in the non-popular bucket.
Yeah. I know. Unfair.
You can say that if I use a name it will be different than his or her real name.
My name is going to be my real name, Clare, just to avoid confusion.
Okay...
Time to go for now.
Buh-byeeee!!!
(^_^*)
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Between our Worlds
RandomBasically, I'm that average middleschooler that is new to a school. Yeah. Whaddaya know. Maybe my thoughts and feelings could be recognized by people who actually care about me. Read if you want. WARNING I may, at points, use sarcasm. I am very flue...
