Chapter 3: Step 1

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I walked to my locker, and there stood my "friends" waiting for me at my locker.

There has to be 20 people here.

Waiting,

Waiting,

Waiting.

They all wave and say 'hi' to me and update me on everything that's going on.

All of these people are my "friends."

People I don't really like, that want to be my friend yet the feeling is unrequited.

Somehow, It's not enough. 

These people, these "friends" of mine are losers. 

Not just losers in high school, the typical outcasts, yet the outcasts that are also just going to stay as losers.

I dont mind being a typical outcast in high school, as long as my life afterwards is successful. 

High school is about mistakes, and learning, and drama, yet it means nothing once its done. 

High school is what I call the pre-pre-pre world. 

I dont want anyone to confuse me with someone who is going to go nowhere in life, and here, here with these "friends" of mine, it becomes easy to be misjudged. 

I am truly, and unfortunatly unsatisfied with my friends. 

However, I have to change me, before I change my world. 

I am a short, 5 foot 1 inch girl called by the name Juliet. 

I have brown hair, hazel eyes, an hourglass figure and a roaring personality. 

I describe myself as a firecracker with some, yet a billowing groundhog with others. 

This is why i have more trouble than you would think in the 'making friends department'.

That's it! 

Step 1: Perfect my personality. 


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