First Day (c)

Like I've said before. There was nothing attractive about the boys at my new school though. I imagined it as a horrible place inhabited by a bunch of anti-social freaks. I'm here to be educated to be a princess, not to wrestle with disgusting clowns. Some of them started throwing unhealthy jokes at me and pasting a piece of paper that read:

DOPE-NE

I don't blame my name, because my mother gave me the name Daphne. Patience, Daph. It's just a matter of time for revenge. It's not Daphne if I can't reply.

And yes. Almost all of my male friends are like victims of mad scientist malpractice. But I just remembered what Mikaela said that not all the guys here are like victims of malpractice. There is a group of students who are members of an association called SWAG.

"SWAG. You don't know the SWAG gang?" Mikaela burst out laughing when I asked her what SWAG was and who were the bastards who were willing to become members.

"She Wants A Guy, that's what it stands for." Shyla licked her ice cream scoop until it smeared the edges of her lips.

Eh… I myself wondered why people like this I chose as friends. The answer is because half the population in this school is abnormal. The brains of bulliers who need mental therapy. They are the only members of the Dumped Students Council that I consider normal in the truest sense. Well, in fact, there hasn't been a normal human in this world since the invention of technology. Trust me.

"I prefer to call it Sex With A Guy," Bianca blinked a few times.

"Or See Who's A Gross?" Esther leaned over.

"Oh no, it's Sorry, We Are Gross," I chimed in. Spontaneously, our table was filled with loud laughter, ignoring the skeptics at another table.

I held back my laughter holding my stiff stomach. They're a bunch of outcasts, but frankly, they're the type of friends I'm looking for here. Thank God, at least they weren't actually dumped. Maybe only lucky people find them in a place that has been contaminated with globalization.