Call me...Teacher's Pet
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Complete, First published May 14, 2013
In the complicated jungle which we call high school one can find jocks, cheer leaders, Goths, nerds, athletes' etc. etc. and then there's me. Brittney Matthews. I would be described as the unimportant girl who keeps out of everyone's way and keeps to herself. It's not quite fun to be classified as 'unimportant' but its not hard to remove such status at West Point High. Make one mistake and you're scarred for the rest of your high school days. Thankfully graduations coming up and I'm almost done, but that's gona be a task when I'm failing the 'hated by all' Algebra I'm not the smartest of the bunch but I do well. It's not that I can't pass but the teacher teaching it; Mrs. Hastings, she's a real slug, she makes everything boring. I used to beg and plead for her to transfer from West Point High and then one day, (September the 10th to be exact) my wish actually came true and that was when EVERYTHING changed.
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