![]() It’s second period world history when things start to crash and burn. I’m telling you, I was on top of the world. In English class, Alexei passed me a note that reads, “Hey, cutie.” WITH A WINKY FACE! He could have just sent me a text, but he’s the old-fashioned type. This is how I went into the day: confident, glowing, West Side Story’s “I Feel Pretty” jogging through my head on repeat. Okay, fine, so I have about six hundred more days of this madness until I can properly say I’ve survived, but still, I’m on my way, all right? In other words, I have conquered one of the biggest feats of all time: surviving high school. ![]() ![]() I’ve met a boy and I have a lay-low plan ready to be put into play: dress inconspicuously, blend in, avoid Yvette Amparo, stay quiet in class, slip off campus for lunch, and always watch where I’m walking. 3 That Person Who Always Catches You at Your Worst Moments (2,500 Followers)ĭay three and I’m already a Miami High Master.
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