Spencer

  Yet another year at King High. I’ve been going here for two years and I stillhavent been myself. Im still a cheerleader, a popular girl, and Im still pretending that Im in love with Aiden Dennison.

Spencer was snapped outta her thoughts by the blare of a car horn. She glanced out the window. It was Aiden, the basketball star, and her boyfriend of about a year. She put on the happiest face she could muster and headed out the door.

   "Hey babe." Aiden lenaed over and kissed her cheek. "Ready for our junior year at King?"
   "As always" Spencer replied in an oh-so-cheerful voice that he always believed. He put his arm around her seat and drove off

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Ashley

   "Good morning L.A. It’s a beautiful.." Ashley slammed the top of her alarm clock causing it to stop.

  Ugh, back to school. The place where it’s all about being somebody. They dont care about who you are, though. You just need to be straight, "beautiful", and dating the right person in the right crowd. I’m gay, which makes me "not beautiful" in their eyes, and as long as I’ll be dating girls, it doesnt matter who it is. Yep, I was a loner, an outcast. But, frankly, you get ued to it.

She got dressed in her usual rebel, rockstar’s daughter attire and headed to school. She pulled into the parking lot and prepared herself for the insults, glares, and shameful looks. She made it to her locker when someone bumped into her.

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Spencer

She was driving to school with Aiden, listening to him ramble on about sports, cars, and other useless stuff. She just nodded, glanced his way, and smile a few times and he always thought she was listening.

  Boys are so clueless…

She had to foncus on Aiden because hey pulled into the parking lot and he was about to ask her if she wanted to hang out tonight.

   "Hey, are you doing anything tonight?"

  And so predictable.

   "Sorry, Aid, I cant. My mom is actually supposed to be home tonight. Which means…" Aiden cut her off
   "Dinner with the family, I know." He siged and got out of the car. "Well, I btter get to weight training. See you at lunch." He gave her a quick kiss and left.

  He’s a sweet guy. Too bad he’s not exactly my type. But I’m a cheerleader. He’s the basketball star. We are supposed to date all through high school and then drift apart. Its in the rules. And in high school, you have to follow those rules if you wanna be accepted.

Spencer was walking with her head down when she knocked into somebody..

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