Meet the Misfits
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Teenagers are mean. Really mean. It doesn't matter if you are the prettiest girl on the cheer squad, the band's star drummer, or if you are even one of the teachers, chances are you are hated, and hateful. Seems like in high school, that's all that matters to people. The who. Who do you think is a loser? Who are you hooking up with every other weeknight? Who would you never want to be locked in a room with? So is it possible for high schools students to put aside their differences and learn that all they are is human?
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