Surviving highschool isn't about fitting is about standing out....well that's not ever my plan until NorthCrest high happened.
But am going to give you guys some tips a life hack per se.
One of the major most important rules for surviving highschool is your appearance... your choice of clothing, what you put on.
I know y'all are wondering why stress on your looks?, why does it matter anyway?, eh firstly in a social setting people judge and rank based on appearance. I know the ole saying that goes 'don't judge a book by its cover' but come on, in the world we live in 90% of the time your treated based on your looks.
If your dress too revealing your considered a slut, someone whose desperate. Mind you am not slut shaming but why in the hell as highschooler would you dress like that to school . Who are your parents?
'Look and don't judge Ash', my brain tells me
'You can't possibly expect not to judge when.....moving on if your dress over the top your considered an attention seeker, well I mean if you like showing up in outfits that are wildly bold or giving unbothered queen or king...ok is not that bad, but only when you turn the school into your own private red carpet. Like for instance you wear a fur coat to school in the middle of May and in September or you wear clashing colors or over the top accessories or you even dress like a popstar, come-on darling let's be real that screams crazy.
If your looking shabby your considered irrelevant, come-on I know sometimes you might wake up late so you just throw anything random your hand touches on but least be for real no one likes being laughed at while walking down the hall especially when it's mismatched socks trust me that's just plain embrassing.
So what kind of dressing are we then supposed to wear you make ask.
It's very easy, dress simple, elegant and neat make sure you look neat from your hair down to your shoes. Hell you could even where a sweatshirt or hoodie and jean and tie your hair in a messy bun and still make it drip. Dressing is also all about how you carry your self too, you can dress to the nines and look like a clown, someone else can also dress like that and look so effortless. Dressing it's all about confidence y'all.
So yes guys first impression matters in every situation and its a must.
Shit I should I've told you this rule in my first day of school, oh well I'm not to late am I.
Rule9: Always dress your best aka dress like your life is put together even if your having a bad hair day.
Also having a signature look isn't a must though, but some people like to be known or liked to be stared at, you know they like being talked about. Signatures can either be your hair styles, daily denim or leather jackets to give off the bad boy look, expensive trending sneakers, long siren nails I have no idea how girls live with that, top or outrageous hats that's if you want to look like James Coleman aka Abraham Lincoln no offense Lincoln.
Then you could even do the easiest one wearing your school varsity jacket everyday to school honestly to me that screams 'I have no time to do my laundry'.
Remember Your signature look can either give you respect or not so choose wisely.
So yeah Rule10: Find your signature look.
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It was Friday now me and Riley haven't talked about our revenge yet due to our packed schedule this week. Gawd it's like Monday are my free days such a shocker.
Entering into my first class of the day which is chemistry, I chose my sit and got ready for the class.
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Let's just say I was in La La Land, why because I practically stayed up all night streaming my favorite kpop girlies.
Kids never do this at all even if you want to stay up late latest be it 12 ok. I can't really tell you 10 since that's nearly impossible unless you have strict parents or you just like to sleep early, some days I do why some days nah.
The class was super boring,the teacher said practicals are starting next week which was a bummer and the only thing that makes me enjoy chemistry. And Riley kept pinching my arm to wake me up whenever the teacher look at me. It's safe to say I've never received the amount of death glare the man has given me my entire life time.
All of a sudden I heard my name being called out.
'Shit I hope is not what I think it is', I thought squeezing my eyes shot then opening them slowly.
"Yes Mr. Parker",I replied. All eyes were on me now "just great", I muttered.
"From the equation on the board what happens If 5.4 grams of aluminum completely react, how many liters of hydrogen gas are produced at STP", he asked and if I'm not mistaken there was a subtle smirk on his face.
Looking at the board I got lost for words because I don't understand the equation at all, so in this kind of situation there are three options,
One, Pretend like you didn't hear the question
Two, Pretend to know and answer wrongly Three, Tell the teacher honestly that you don't know.
Ding ding the correct answer is tell the teacher you don't know
Rule9: Never pretend to know something you don't.
"Am so sorry sir but I don't know the answer to the question"
"Then maybe you should pay attention to the class", he sassily replied still glaring at me while the class laughed.
'Come on it's not my fault the class is so boring', I mentally thought.
I don't know how it happened but after some minutes I dozed off again.
"Miss West", I heard my name being called with an angry tone.
"Am sorry, am sorry", I said sitting up with may hands up in surrender, this made the calsss to laugh and Mr Parker to roll his eyes
"geez sue me", I muttered to myself while Riley snickered.
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It was lunch time, my favorite part of school hours don't get me wrong I love school but come-on who doesn't like food.
So yeah me and Riley stepped into the cafeteria. Riley still got stared at with nasty looks from a few people since many people were crowding a wall at far end of the cafeteria hall.
"What's going on", I asked.
"Oooh Picasso has strikes again", she said bubbling with excitement and began to drag me to the rest of the crowd.
"Who is Picasso", I asked loudly over the loud chatters of students.
"No one knows", she shouted. Squeezing ourselves to the front of the crowd I was met with a huge mural on the wall. It had dark background with mist and smokes with the moon shining at the side in the middle was a face hidden behind a hoodie and black mask, holding a white shiny orb. It looked messy in my opinion especially with the different colors as the smokes, but it still gave this mysterious vibe and then in black spray paint to the side it wrote 'Ae you ready'
"Are..you..ready", I read out loud with confusion etched on my face. Picasso was also signed at the bottom of the drawing.
"His back", Riley said jumping happilly "he wasn't around last semester don't know why but oh my gawd"
"Isn't this like vandalisation of school property", I asked ever the so obedient one ain't I.
"It is and that's the thrill of it"
"And the school doesn't say anything"
"Oh principal Mathew is always furious whenever it happens they always install security cameras and more security guards but still Picasso always finds his way in. How he does it no one knows, usually does he does his art on Thursday night"
"So no one knows who is"
"Yep...some people that have stayed the night to catch glimpse of him says that his wearing and all black with a hoodie and face kinda like a Ninja, which is just a rumor.....his one of the trending topics in the school news and also in NorthCrest in a whole"
"Everyone wants to take a picture on his wall it could be any wall around the school"
Then we heard principal Mathew storming in and barking out orders .
"Everyone leave this place immediately go have you lunch.... security", he yelled....man principal Mathew was fuming so red that I think if you look closely you might see smoke coming out.
The security guard came to start chasing people away from the wall.
"Ah", Riley sighed "As always the painting only last for a day, how principal Mathew gets the money to keep repainting the walls is also another mystery", she said as we left to join the line to take our food.
"Maybe his an underground fighter", I said out the blue making us laugh.
"What the...his so lanky", she said as we continued to laugh.
"True, he will just loose in the first five seconds ", I said and we burst out laughing again.
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Lunch was peaceful minus the side comments 'those kids should get a life'. The day continued with its normal activities and soon enough the last bell was heard and everyone dispersed.
"Do you want to come over tomorrow", I asked.
"Are your parents chill with that"
"My mum is as chill as anything you could think of", I said making her laugh. I liked seeing her smile it looked so carefree, I wonder how prime Riley was before everything.
We were at the parking lot now and I spotted Ace resting on his cardilllac scrolling through his phone.
They were paparazzi as always and girls gushing at him, which still confuses me like come-on he looks so normal...I mean his hot, perfect sculpted bodyand everything but aren't they being too extreme especially the paparazzi.
Rolling my eyes at the scene I turned to Riley.
"So I will see you tomorrow", I said. I already got her number on Tuesday so.
"Yep...but am not a morning person though",
"Me neither", I said and we laughed.
"I will see you tomorrow then ash", she said and hugged me then went over to her red camera then she waved at me before entering her car. I watched her leave before I went over to my personal chauffeur.
People gawked at me as I walked towards the direction of Ace who was still concentrated on his phone. Seems like the student of NorthCrest high are really good at staring huh.
"Hey you", he said putting his phone down to look at me.
"Am surprise your not having practice on a Friday"
"I do...but I pulled the 'I am sick card'"
"Of course you did...funny how you don't act up to your name"
"You should be honored I let you see this side of me"
"Oh am honored alright", I said sacastically, he was about to give a witty response when his phone rang.
"Please excuse me"
"Take your time", I gestured for him as he went to answer whoever is on the other side of the line.
During his call I heard some girls gossiping behind me, like seriously guys if you got to gossip do it quietly.
"He's so hot"
"Are they dating", I mentally scoff at that one.
"Please... she's not even in his league" what the....
"Yeah your right, she's not even pretty"
Eh excuse me oh I've seriously losts my patience now. They sound like obsessed kpop fans as if they will ever date him in their entire life.
"Oh please like your ever so prettier than me", I turned to respond to them sweetly.
"What did you just say", one of the girls asked shocked I heard. As if you weren't directly behind me. I rolled my eyes at that.
"I asked are you prettier than me plus even if Ace and I aren't dating I doubt he would date someone like, so you know why..... cause your not in his league", I said with a smirk. They didn't respond again just huffed, puffed and entered their car and drove off angrily.
That will teach you not to mess with me.
I know am being petty, rude and argorant, it's just...some people needs to know when to shut up.
Then I heard a familiar voice laughing behind me.
"Why do you always fight with everyone", Ace said.
"Shut up", I replied entering the car.