The1LittleLibrarian
High School- the Concrete Jungle, filled with the prepubescent, the smelly, the clean-shaven, the unshaven, the gossip morons with poms-poms, the others, jocks and the 'know-it-all' teachers; in others words: Hell reincarnate.
My friends and I aren't like 'them', but we suffer quietly, counting down the days until we can run away to freedom.
Four years down, one more to go. Hello start of Year 11!*
*Sarcasm