Unfortunately Not

Four years. Four years of your life you spend tied to work or worried about when and where you'll see your crush in the hall. In most places on this side of the Atlantic, we call this miserable 8:00 to 3:00 job high school. Some of us wasted it, some of us made the best of it, you may have been popular, athletic, the teachers pet, or went the the extreme and opt for black hair with bright red stripes. Me? Oh, I went to the extreme.

[ This book is a collection of essays of my experiences in my very real, very prison esque high school. I'm currently in 10th grade so obviously I haven't had the whole experience, but TRUST ME, I have plenty of things I could write about.]