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V and M? PART ONE

You always get cliques in high schools. The jocks and cheerleaders, nerds(God bless them), skater and punk crowd, drama geeks etc. I never fully understood why. From my freshman year, I could never understand up until now. Im a junior in Gary Indiana High and where I, Vega Morris, fall in is nowhere. I design most of my clothes and I make my own jewellery. Now, my first day as a junior I wanted to look as Vega as possible. I wore black pumps with green polka dots on them, a grey tee with donald duck, blue jeans with fake green gems on them, a green figure belt and chunky necklaces and bangles. I had my  my dark brown hair in an untidy bun and wore green earings i made myself.                               mom: hey sweetie. oh vega! will it kill you to dress a little more modestly?          me: im in jeans.   dad: now that youre 16, dont you agree its time to get a drivers license?           me: no. i cant. im a bit terrified of driving.           mom: and thats okay. just because youre 16 no slacking in your grades. i want-    me: a solid 90 per cent in math. not 84. i know.                           In the schoolbus, i sat next to my best friend Krista. Krista is cool and very pretty with blond hair and blue green eyes. The thing was, she was overweight and ignorant people made fun of that. Did you know that the jollier people in the world are bigger than others? That dont stop them from being jolly. Krista also has an eating disorder and has had it since her parents seperated. She has been trying to eat less but you probably know how hard that can be for anyone. Eating less.                                 krista: hey gurl! you wont believe what im about to tell you.          me: what?          krista: im getting a car today and i want you to be there when i drive it for the first time.              me: thats great, k! what is it?     krista: a ford. i was expecting something more you know. flashy. but im happy nevertheless.                          As we walked down the halls talking happily, we spot Kyle,a stupid jock, and his friends bullying our friend. Our friend Michael. Michael Jackson is this really smart, cool guy with an amazing singing voice but hes really shy.                           me: leave him alone!             krista: yeah!      kyle: it isnt over, you douche bag.               me: stop calling him a douche!      krista: you okay, michael?                              Kyle and his ugly friends go and we carry on walking with   Michael.                       michael: thanks guys. but im used to it now.         me: it doesnt mean its right.         michael: i didnt say it is.         me: i know.        michael: so why did-               krista: there you guys go again. ignoring me and being the perfect husband and wife.  me: what? i love you m, but youre n ot my type.        michael: no youre not my type, v.                       me and michael burst out laughing.                             krista: there you guys go again! and vega you dont have a type.            me: wow thats a bit mean.          michael: shes kinda right.                          maybe i do have a type but im sure it isnt michael. so why was i thinking about him like that all day.

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