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Three eleventh grade students who have spent a larger part of their high school days on the receiving end of it's challenges, are faced with two options, to leave high school with a terrible reputation or to transform everything before final year.

Julietr116 · Adolescente
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15 Chs

Prologue

Secondary school is said to be one of the most difficult phases in a person's life and I totally agree. Aside the educative stuff there is a whole lot more that determines how smooth a person's journey through secondary school will be, but I'll sum it up into a simple sentence , ITS EITHER YOU'RE FAMOUS AND COOL OR NOT. And unfortunately I belonged to the latter.

When I was younger, My older brother always told me that if I was extremely intelligent and dressed nicely always, I would definitely be part of the cool kids. But I soon realized that it was not that easy, one little slip up could ruin everything within seconds.

My older brother had educated me on the importance of the first day of secondary school, so I got a new haircut and dressed in my best outfit.

The first three periods were going really great until lunch time when I farted in the cafeteria and loudly apologized, taking full responsibility for my actions. The whole room went silent for a few seconds before everyone burst into laughter. Till today, I blame my mum completely for this, she always told us to apologize whenever we farted because it was nothing to be ashamed of.

But as I stood in the cafeteria surrounded by hysterically laughing human beings, I knew that it was definitely something to be ashamed of.

So on my first day, I already had a terrible reputation and a nickname that shockingly stuck, 'fart boy'.

My tests and exams were always perfect and my outfit was always up to standard but school was the worst. Each day was worse than the previous and thinking of the next day was worse than hearing my mum sing each morning and believe me my mum's singing was extremely hard to top.

Like in the movies, I definitely had a friend who went through the same things that I did or even worse, so we understood each other  perfectly and built a strong friendship.

I guess I should introduce myself before we continue, I'm Jason E. Donald and the answer to the question on your mind now is 'no', I am never telling you what the 'E' in my name stands for, it's worse than the nickname.