Life is simple. Things come and go, but nothing really changes. I am nothing more than observer floating on the tides of societal changes. I have dedicated my short years as a high schooler examining behavior in its natural habitat. Basically, I watch how 'normal' students live their lives.

I am no different then a shadow, an audience member. This seclusion along with an active imagination, let's just say that I live in a alternate reality to that of my peers. This is how the events of my ordinary life unfold. Let me start at the beginning.

I am a 16 year old sophomore at Orville High School. The school is not anything special. Just a watering hole for all the different animals to interact with each other before they mature.

I'm talking about the students.

I don't mean to insult my peers. In fact I rather enjoy them. I find the way they interact with each other wonderful for observation. All the guys run around, loud, goofing off, trying to draw all the attention on them, while all the girls are talking about new gossip, plans for the weekend, or buzzing around the queen bee; Sally Reyes.

Sally Reyes. Even her name means princess. She is noted for being incredibly hot, super rich, and a ventriloquist because she's got a hand up everyone's butt telling them what to say. She's like the blonde from 'Mean Girls.' Basically the exact same person. The only difference is that I don't think Sally will get hit by a bus.

Up next on the Orville totem pole is Jake Williams. Just what you'd expect from the number 2. He is a star athlete, ruggedly good looks, nice to everyone, and dating the number 1. Did I not mention that? That's right. Mr. Perfect is in a perfect relationship with Ms. Perfect.

Everyone else in 10th grade falls under their rule. It's just like a good old fashioned aristocracy. Beneath the royalty is all the nobles that plague the cheerleading squad and sports teams. Those close to the the nobles are the nerds, for the upper class need tutors no? Little bit farther down class hierarchy is the Yi-Gi-Oh players, the eat-their-feelings, dropouts, and the leftovers. Then finally, some where lost between the eat-their-feelings and the dropouts is me.

How to describe to me. There really isn't much to me. My disheveled, dark hair stays that way year round. My teachers say I have a constant glaze over the dullest eyes you have ever witnessed. What I call fair skin most would call 'in need of sunlight.' My build? I think my least favorite Aunt Cheri describe it as, "a string bean." In addition to lack of physique, I spend most of my time alone, not because I have to, but because I enjoy it. I am not a loner. I do have friends. It's just, I enjoy spending time on my own.

Like I said, I am observer so I'd rather spend my time gathering more intel on human behavior than half-attempting relationships that won't last for more than 4 years at best.

That is how I am. I spend the majority of class just daydreaming about using the Force to blow holes in the building or drawing whatever pops into my brain. The rest of my time is occupied by sleep.

This is how I spend my days. Its not much but its what I enjoy doing. No one bothers me, and I bother no one. This is how I have chosen to spend my time at Orville. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to spend my time like the other students, actually trying to fit in. But I was watch the struggle to climb up in rank, I realize that I am quite happy in my gray area of degradation and isolation.

There was a time where I genuinely enjoyed school. I had hopes and dreams. All of those were crushed not longer after I joined this school. Wishful thinking is not appreciated in an environment where only those bred for success can achieve. It didn't take long for me to fall into place and vanish.

By the time I reached my sophomore year, I had given all hope of me wanting anything out of this dreary life. It wasn't until a flow of chestnut walked through a door during our homeroom class, that I started wanting more out of high school.

At least, that's what I thought.