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My high school was so cliqy that not only was there a recoginzed group of people who were "snobs" and like, every other click, the "freaks" the "band" the "chorus" the "drama" Oh. Yea. THey had there own populairtiy lists. Home coming queen was decided in the locker room before we all voted. I didn't realize this untill recently, but I was a part of the best click. The one everyone else hated because we were snobs. I never really let any of that "outsiderness" make me bitter because I was out side of the "freaks" and everyone else. Like I fit in no where. But I'd always end up hanging out with the football player, the lady player, the other really smart kid who wasn't a nerd, and a couple of others. We hated everyone. I was a cool person. So we they. We hung out.
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