Loud music, chants, hugs, and tears filled the room as we were celebrating our parting from this hideous high school. God how I hated this place and all the people in it. Hey, don't get me wrong, I'm not one of those depressed teenage girls who are done with life. I guess I was just fed up with the routine; the physical and emotional drain that comes with this diploma I'm holding in my hands right now. Looking to my right I see the prom queen, Natasha, basically swallowing her boyfriend's face. She is your stereotypical blondie with a killer body and a captivating look, fair hair and a flashy smile, and of course that charismatic personality. Everyone envied her for her looks and charms, and not gonna lie I did too myself. To my left, I see Josh and Michael, the school's bad boys as some might call them. They had the looks, the dangerous vibe, and the money. Basically, every hormonal girl's dream. The cheerleaders were bawling in a corner saying how much they will miss each other, and the weird kids were staring at them contemplating their chances of getting a goodbye wave from one of the "barbie girls".
Now if you were wondering where I stand in this pyramid of social statuses, well I was the girl that was just there. I had friends from different groups, and I talked to some people every now and then. I just never found a "squad" or a group that I would vibe with all day. I was very preoccupied with my studies and making sure I get into as many extra-curricular activities as I can handle. I was always the kid who gets chosen last for a basketball game. The one that gets partnered up with a random person for a group project since I did not have my own group. It never bothered me though, I was living a peaceful life without the drama, and I still had one or two people to vent to whenever I needed my daily dose of socializing.
So I finished these 4 years of high school safe in the shadows, and I did my parents proud by graduating with straight A's and a scholarship to one of the most prestigious universities in the country. While my life was pretty average and boring, my consciousness was clear, and my heart was light with no worries heavy on my back. I was so ready to spend this summer rejuvenating and giving my body the break it needed before moving out into a new learning institution, just to find the safe shadow I'll stay in till I get that engineering degree I have always dreamt of.
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Lost with the wind
Teen FictionFor a high school graduate, moving out for university is the ultimate getaway and the golden ticket to a new life full of adventures and regrettable life choices. However, when 17-year-old Maive gets a taste of this freedom, she soon gets addicted t...
