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Jude

Everybody underestimates me. I'm quiet, reserved, introverted, no one really knows who I am. They assume I either hate everybody or I'm nervous, scared. But in reality it's neither of those. I just have this resting face that says back off but in reality I want you to come talk to me. I don't have a whole lot of friends. Let me rephrase that. I have no friends whatsoever unless you consider the librarian your friend. Which I probably wouldn't because that sounds weird. But she pretty much is my second mom. Or a cool aunt. That sounds even weirder. But I do get lost in books. They are so so so much better than talking to people. Not that I hate talking to people but...I'd rather be reading.
I'm not sure where I get it, but I just really don't care what people say about me or think about me. I really don't and it really doesn't bother me. Really. I am ignored so in return, I ignore.
But sometimes there's that one person you can't ignore. Because no matter how hard you try, they just downright annoy the heck out of you. Which is ever single person in the popular clique. They just bug me. They are so stuck up and inconsiderate. They think high school is some game and they have to be the best at it. It's freakin school you do to school to learn okay.
I mean you've got the guys that wear skin tight pants and V necks and then their expensive loafers and everybody's dad is a lawyer and everybody's mom is either a realtor or a pageant queen. Not that there's anything wrong with any of that.
But it all seems a little...fake. A little "too good to be true". And it seems like a lot of those people are fake. Crying out from the inside for help. But all people see is white teeth and big fake smiles.
You're probably thinking I'm WAY too invested in their lives and how the heck do I know all this stuff? My step sister is in the clique.