Dakota's Guide to making it out alive: High School

Dakota's Guide to making it out alive: High School

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Dear High Schooler. Welcome to my guide for making it out alive: High School. It's easy to grow up. Im totally kidding. It's fucking hard. At a time when our minds crave fun and happiness, we are forced to stare at books and screens until our eyes bleed. Boys are still jerks, girls are bitchy-er than ever and parents are tossing between keeping you a kid or letting you grow up. And yeah sure, Im 17. But i've been through a lot. Friends change, prioritises become more evolved and suddenly the people you played Barbie's with, just don't get you anymore. So i wanna share my story, of triumph, of truth. I managed to fight off the bullies, backstabbers, liars and heartbreakers. Finished my exams with great grades and recommendations. Planned for my many years after high school, and made friends for life. So if you want to come on this journey with me to find out how i did it. Keep reading. Love Dakota.
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" this all is your fucking fault" all of a sudden I was slammed against my locker,towering over me was my arch enemy 'Sam the Dam'. My head was pounding against the hard surface,I hissed in pain glaring straight to him. He was fuming with anger like a predator ready to attack his prey. He stretched his right hand to grab my neck and placed the left one on my shoulder to keep me still. He lowered his chin to my ear and snarled "you are fucking dead 'Meth' ,if I have a slightest clue of your involvement in this shit, I will hunt you down till your last breath". I was choking on air and my vision was a blur ,for a while I thought I was going to die .Mustering all the courage that I could have found, I yanked him away from me. Mean while I was gasping for the air, that dickhead had his usual cocky smirk. I aimed at him and broke his nose ,blood oozing in droplets" want to mess with me Sammy! , first of all clear your own shit, you son of a bitch! "with that I punched hard-on his lower abdomen while he was still holding his bleeding nose, I left the locker room with a sense of victory. Two competent boxers who can't stand each other for a moment without insulting.... Ultimately fall in love. Man*man gay romance leave if you are homophobic.

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