Can I have a dismissal from this school? Maybe not, but I need to bring my game on. My sass.
I walk up to the popular girls by the lockers. More like unpopular girls. I smirk at my own joke. How funny.
So I walked over to these girls and snap my fingers. "Look over here." I say sassily. "I'm better than you." I brag to them. They just stare at me in disgust and they reply, "We like video games and cars and stuff.", "We aren't like you.", "We don't like mean girls.", "Why are you so obsessed with being sassy and popular?", "You're annoying us.", "Go away."
Wait a second. I'm acting all stuck-up and mean? What did I ever do? I'm just being myself. Am I supposed to look like these geek girls? What happened to the popular girls? Was I wrong the whole time?
I sigh and look at my diamond-engraved watch. It's almost time for my limo to arrive.
But my limo doesn't arrive. Instead, my dad pulls up in a dirty green truck. What happened to my limo?
I looked at my watch. It's not expensive anymore. It's now a boring brown watch without diamonds. My shoes are Converse tennis shoes. My skirt is now jeans. My shirt is now a t-shirt with a jacket. My makeup is gone when I looked at the rear-view mirror of my dad's truck. I have glasses. I have braces. I have pimples. I am not popular. I am not cute. I am...unpopular.
Moral: No such popular girl exists as ignored and better than anyone else. If they do, please inform them of this story.
~Leopardclaw
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The Sass War
HumorSamantha Mueller is bringing her strongest weapon to Gardenview High School: sass. She plans to use this weapon to overcome the other girls in the school in order to earn the attention of the boys. But when the cheekiest girl instigates a Sass War...
