So, yes, you get a peek in my life, and no, it's not plain. Sadly, it's fully of drama mostly. So I guess I'll start out from my sixth grade year. I went to a school called Frontier Junior High School and that was mainly because most the fifth grade students in both classes were going and I didn't wanna be alone. And that was when I was still.....innocent. I know, I know, impossible. Nope. I really was innocent. Dank memes? Dabbing? Anime? Gays? What was all that? Anyways, The first few days I hung out with this girl, Avalon and she was friends, with all of the popular kids, so eventually I ended up becoming of those.....*shudders eternally* popular girls. I wore the clothes, the makeup, the attitude, the whole shebang. I ended up in a lot of drama, and since I was friends with EVERYONE, I was pressured to pick someone's side over the other's. It was horrible, and I always felt anxious. But That wasn't the worst of it.
If some came up to me, with their problem, trying to get me to hate the other person, I always came home feeling upset, sad, or angry. But they weren't my emotions, they were someone else's. I used to, and still do sometimes, feed off of someone else's emotions. I don't know how, or why, but it happened. A lot.
A lot of the time, drama wasn't even the worst of it for me. Dating was. I had to go above and beyond to try and make people jealous of me and who I was dating. So, and make fun of me all you want, I dated a football player, who was in the seventh grade. Yeah- I did that. His name was Nathan, and he was actually really nice to me. I guess it was because I had known him since I was in first grade, but- eh.
Another problem with dating, was dating the "wrong" people. You know, the "ugly and idiotic" ones. And I have never been one to judge one by their looks, but I had to pretend to in order to fit in. Yeah, I'll be the first to say it, I was a beotch in sixth. Although, I was one of the nicer "popular" girls. And one of the scarier ones.
Hehe...there was one guy, his name was Joey. And I hated his guts. He always made fun of my height. And how stupid I look. Well one day, he was busy running his mouth about me and I decided to take action. So I punched him in the balls. And he dropped to the ground, crying. The strongest guy in sixth and in football, crying. I felt so proud of myself. But it wasn't over. He then started to pick on my best friend, Damien Cool. No joke, his last name is Cool. Anyways, Joey and his little friend Mathew were picking on Damien and so I stood up for him and said these words exactly, "How would you like it if you were getting picked on? It's not cool, nor funny. And Joey, I don't even know why you're trying on account to what happened when you messed with me." and Mathew started to die of laughter. "Bro! Are you scared of a little girl like her?" And all Joey did was push Mathew as he stormed away and Mathew followed.
Yeah sixth grade was really difficult for me. I was failing my grades and I had just discovered my first anime, Inuyasha. So I was really...occupied.