But Then Again, That's Just Us For Ya

But Then Again, That's Just Us For Ya

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Every public/ private/ prep school has that one class. The crazy, loud, awkward, might I say awesome, class. The ones that really don't care, and are nuts, but that are also bonded from experiences like that. The ones that end up with more new private jokes in one second than most in a year. You've always wanted to be in that class. And now you know what it's like. Follow the adventures of Mary (xoMARY22802) and her seventh grade class, the crazy class of her private school. Tag along with Nicole (NikkiDMcshiny) and her fifth grade class, the crazy ones at her public school. Laugh along with the 100% true stories and memories, and enjoy the entertainment. Is your class one of these? Message me, and one of your stories could be featured!
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"Well then. That's the first time a girl has ever rejected my close proximity," he said, eyes ablaze with a playful fire. "You better get used to it," I retorted as I spun on my heel and headed for the school doors that led to the outside. "I've never met anyone like you before," he called after me, this time, not coming after me. "I know, Romeo. I'm a special little snowflake," I called back, not turning around. "You got the 'little' part right there, Princess!" he shouted after me. I threw up my middle finger back to him and heard him laugh as I exited out the doors rather dramatically. ... I'm tired of all those high school stories about a straight-A girl student with the perfect life who falls for the stereotypical Mr. Bad Boy who wears leather black jackets and only has a soft spot for her. That's not how the real world works, sweetheart. I may look like a damsel, but I'm never in distress. ... Not me making fun of the "she's not like every other girl" trope &lt;3 o.o :)) I like to think I'm funny. After all: #3 in amusement 10/22/22 #1 in banter 10/31/22 #3 in friendship 11/7/22

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