Paradox

par·a·dox: a seemingly absurd or self-contradictory statement or proposition that when investigated or explained may prove to be well founded or true.

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When you're the head cheerleader with purple hair, dating the school's biggest heart-throb, have the perfect twin brother, and are best friends with people at the bottom of the social hierarchy, you don't exactly get the best results in high school.

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There's one thing we really hate about summer ending and school starting:
Reality setting back in and going back to the social hierarchy of private school; especially when you're in my group of friends.

Mikhail "Mickey" Sokolov; the school asshole that's known for fighting whoever looks at us the wrong way.
Issac Montgomery; the poor kid on a scholarship that's usually told some pretty nasty things throughout the day.
Emerson Tolliver; the new kid with green hair, his septum pierced and a kick ass taste in music.
Then there's me, Anderson Irwin, but I prefer Andi. Head cheerleader with purple hair and multiple piercings, lots of popularity, the ideal boyfriend, and perfect twin brother.

Although, there may be one thing we hate more.

Those god awful uniforms and Lincoln Sutton.
Okay, that's two, but really, I couldn't pick.

I'd gladly burn both of them.

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This story will contain mature themes, including drug use, underage drinking, sexual content, abusive situations, toxic relationships, strong language and potentially other things of similar content.
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