{punk rock jock}

{punk rock jock}

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i never questioned the fact that {jack saunders} and i had nothing in common. i barely even thought about it, except for when i was bored during history and was thinking about popularity in general. it was always just there, acting like nothing could shake it. but when i heard {jack} singing along to 'welcome to the black parade' (one of my chemical romance's greatest songs) after school one day, i knew that {he} was just what my (failing) punk-rock band needed. but {jack} valued {his} position on the top rung of hillview comprehensive's social ladder, and persuading {him} could be impossible... unless we could revamp the rules of popularity and turn {jack} into a punk rock jock...
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