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Fitting In

Fitting In

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"Knowing where you belong in this vast world is tough. But knowing where you belong in Highschool is tougher." And if you don't know where you belong in Highschool, congratulations you are just like me, a NOBODY. But high school is all about finding yourself and creating a personality (and trash that personality when you reach College.) It's been 4 years of Highschool and I still don't know where I fit in. Am I a jock? Am I a princess? Am I a nerd? I don't know. All I know is that I am a nobody and I got to change it. So in the last 2 weeks of my Highschool life, I decided to test out different personalities to find out where I fit in this drama. I know its gonna be a hell of a ride. ----PHOEBE SUMMERFIELD
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COMPLETED "You are pretty dumb for a dork," I laugh as Justin hangs his head down in defeat, "Let me show you" I fiddle around with the displaced parts until it clicks together and the record player starts playing again, "See it's supposed to do that!" "You are pretty smart for a slut." He says back with a laugh but, I can see on his face he instantly regrets it. My mouth is hanging open, in complete shock, when he continues "I'm sorry I didn't mean it-" "No, stop," I say with a slight laugh and then for some reason it grows to a full-blown fit of laughter, "No. one. has. ever. called. me. that. to. My. face" I manage to get out through my small, continuing fits of laughter. "You aren't mad at me?" "No, it's not like that an unknown fact," I saw with a smile, "I'm actually surprised you had the balls to say it." "I don't think you are a slut," He says, his cheeks getting a little flushed. In my most breathy, husky voice, I answer, "are you sure, Justin? I know you have thought about the things I would let you do to me if I would just get naked in front of you." As I start to pull off the sweater that is covering the small tank top that's under it. His face flushes a deeper color of red and I can't help but, giggle a little. "Don't worry Justin, I won't get naked unless you ask." Justin and Blythe are basically polar opposites from each other but, because of one class, they find themselves having to learn everything they can about each other. Where will this story take them? Will they become friends or enemies? Will they pass the class and the ultimate test? Continue on reading to find out!

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