Simply Dawson

Why do people always get categorized? There are the good girls, the bad boys, the nerds, the jocks. But why do people get sorted into these groups? Can most people really not see past the shallow front that we put up? I believe everyone fits in multiple groups, and can't be shoved into a spot in people's minds, squishing them there based on appearance.

Take, for instance, me. I am not a jock, nor am I a guy who enjoys video games. I'm not incredibly buff, but I can't be labeled as a twig, either. I'll admit it: I'm into photography. But overall, I'm actually a really nice guy, I swear. People view me as the outcast, all because I ride a motorcycle and lean towards leather over denim. So, I'll give them what they're asking for. They want a bad boy? They've got one.
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Meet Dawson Clarkson. Yeah, we know, his name rhymes. Trust me, he knows it too. Dawson doesn't fit in: everyone wants to be him or be with him, but they don't realize alone he feels.

Well, he wasn't alone before. He had a girlfriend, Harmony Jaler, dating her for four years and crushing from afar for five before that. She was the love of his life, his childhood best friend, until everything went awry. He caught Harmony doing the unnamed with his best friend. I know, cliché, right? Until Dawson decides he's done dealing with stereotypes. He doesn't want to be known as the brooding single bad boy in school, dealing with a cheating incident. From now on, he has decided to live up to the expectations of his classmates, in all the wrong ways.

Meet Dawson Clarkson, High School Guy Extraordinaire.

Cover made by the_indigo_sky.