Thats Where I'm Coming From

I slowly walked with my two friends Abbi and Chris. We walked through the school past all of the clicks. The jocks, the drama kids, the geeks/scientists, the popular kids (that aren't jocks of cheerleaders). My friends and I don't belong to a click. We all get along in our group. I'm a dancer (a jock), Abbi is a drama kid, and Chris also known as Christine, is into art and she also plays the flute. So we're all performers.

I've known Abbi since I was three. She has always had the same emerald green eyes and long brown hair. She has a great sun tan. I've known Chris since I started high school, so we have a few years of history because we're all 17 now but you know how it is. Chris has light blue eyes and long blonde hair. She is very pale and very girly. We all are.

I almost forgot to mention. My name is Maddie. I'm captain of my dance team and I would say I'm the popular one out of the three of us. I have blue eyes and long brown hair. I have pale skin and red lips. I remember when I used to get in trouble because the teachers thought I was wearing red lipstick to school when I wasn't. It was just my natural lip colour. I'm not short like Chris, but I'm not tall like Abbi so I'd say I'm a good height.

Our school life wasn't always this way. It was never always this complicated. I remember when nobody had to worry about clicks and popularity. I also remember when boys were just friends and not as important, or as awkward to talk too. Another thing I remember is when I didn't have to carry a knife around with me 24,7.