Beneathe The Waves
Preface
Yeah, welcome to my preppy and rich high school where everyone has friends and a big house with a pool. We’ve got everything in this school; the hot guys, the popular people, the nerds… and then there’s me, a complete different category. Ok, I have a boyfriend and a house with a pool and all the new styles, but does that mean I have friends? No, they practically dumped me and now I feel like Cole doesn’t want to be with me anymore now that he knows I’m not one the preps. He doesn’t act like he loves me at all, yet because I love him so much; I’m scared to ask him about it and risk losing him… I don’t even have friends anymore that will be there for me. Why can’t I have a friend like in all the movies? One that will be there for you all the time and is your one and only best friend? It’s just so unrealistic and I wish I could have one. Before the summer, it felt like I had three best friends that were so amazing and always there for me that it was almost fake, yet I thought they were real; I thought they were my perfect friends. But now, I know they have they’re own little movie type of relationship within themselves, and I was just one of them out of pity.
I’m a sophomore, and I still feel like I’m dealing with the old middle school drama that I had. Stupid little fights with friends, the feeling of jealousy with the guy, I mean, it’s like I’m reliving middle school with more homework. I thought maybe people would grow out of stupid things like that, maybe mature a little by their second year of high school, but I guess I was wrong. There are still the clicks with the preps and popular people, the nerds, and the miserable people in the middle. Again; just like middle school. It feels like in every other high school, people have their own groups of friends, but no one’s more popular then someone else. But, of course, with my luck, why would something so convenient happen in my life?