The (Not Really) Rad Story About the Girls in Their Pursuit to Be Awesome

Sometimes I wish I was popular. But then I slap myself. Being popular would make me, and I quote, "An evil conniving douche-packer", or I think that's what she said. They treat inferrior people like crap. Seriously. They've never done it to me, but they do it to my best friend. If the populars don't like you. They destroy your reputation. The populars get all the guys and all the attention. It pisses me off. Like one girl. Lets call her, Victoria. I saw pictures on facebook. She had glasses and the most beautiful black-brown hair. Then, she died it a streak of blonde, got contacts, and fit in with the popular crowd. And, she was nice too. Well. That's it :)