"You're all just a bunch of pussies!" I shout, waving a clenched fist.
"Whore!" they shout back, continuing to throw school supplies. I marveled at the marks of neon ink that splattered my school hemd, shirt with tears boiling in my eyes, then slammed into the front doors 25 Minuten before the final glocke rang.
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I had 5 amazing, beautiful, funny, lazy, bitchy, insane friends.
Allie. She wants everyone to call her "Alec" because it gives her a Mehr dark exterior, but I don't see it. She wears her hair very short and dark brown.
Addy. The cute one of the group. Von far the shortest of all of us, with an appearance of being Indian oder Asian oder Mexican oder whatever. Very pretty and has a unique attraction to gay people.
Mo. A female, despite her name. A former red-head like myself but died her head black. Lots of freckles, on the chubby side, and quite a perv.
Ariana. Doesn't like people to know, but she starves herself to be thin, though she's only 114 pounds. Long brown hair, very loud and kind of a slut. We honestly don't understand why we Liebe her.
Brittany. Nice, but has a creepy haircut that she dyes often so it's multiple faded colors. Loves Invader Zim, Hayao Miyazaki, and manga/anime just the rest of us.
And then Du have me. Sofie, with the Zufällig mood swings, bigger breasts than the average freshman (which isn't something to be proud of I think), no makeup and uncontrollable curly orange hair in which I straighten crappily every morning just to make a decent impression. High School sucks. If Du haven't heard it already, you've heard it from me.
If Du eat, you're fat. If Du don't eat (like Ariana), you're a freak.
Du play sports, your not "pretty." Du don't play sports, you're lazy.
Du flirt, you're a slut. Du don't flirt, you're emo. (I honestly despise the term "emo.")
But besides that and the mountain of homework every night, I Liebe High School so much I could just piss myself. ... Note the thick layer of sarcasm.
"Whore!" they shout back, continuing to throw school supplies. I marveled at the marks of neon ink that splattered my school hemd, shirt with tears boiling in my eyes, then slammed into the front doors 25 Minuten before the final glocke rang.
--
I had 5 amazing, beautiful, funny, lazy, bitchy, insane friends.
Allie. She wants everyone to call her "Alec" because it gives her a Mehr dark exterior, but I don't see it. She wears her hair very short and dark brown.
Addy. The cute one of the group. Von far the shortest of all of us, with an appearance of being Indian oder Asian oder Mexican oder whatever. Very pretty and has a unique attraction to gay people.
Mo. A female, despite her name. A former red-head like myself but died her head black. Lots of freckles, on the chubby side, and quite a perv.
Ariana. Doesn't like people to know, but she starves herself to be thin, though she's only 114 pounds. Long brown hair, very loud and kind of a slut. We honestly don't understand why we Liebe her.
Brittany. Nice, but has a creepy haircut that she dyes often so it's multiple faded colors. Loves Invader Zim, Hayao Miyazaki, and manga/anime just the rest of us.
And then Du have me. Sofie, with the Zufällig mood swings, bigger breasts than the average freshman (which isn't something to be proud of I think), no makeup and uncontrollable curly orange hair in which I straighten crappily every morning just to make a decent impression. High School sucks. If Du haven't heard it already, you've heard it from me.
If Du eat, you're fat. If Du don't eat (like Ariana), you're a freak.
Du play sports, your not "pretty." Du don't play sports, you're lazy.
Du flirt, you're a slut. Du don't flirt, you're emo. (I honestly despise the term "emo.")
But besides that and the mountain of homework every night, I Liebe High School so much I could just piss myself. ... Note the thick layer of sarcasm.