It all started when I was trying to figure out which social class I belong in. In a stereotypical high school, there are always 7 groups. The nerds, geeks, jocks, populars, badboys/girls, cheerleaders, and last but not least, the mean girls. I belong in one of these groups, and by the time sophomore year ends, you will find out which one I chose. It took alot of tries to figure it out. You really think you know who your friends are until you're sitting in the back of a police car with them, or in a hostipal bed because of them. I thought everything was going fine until drugs entered the picture. My name is Ava... and this is my so-called life.
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