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Do you always hear about school being horrifying? The constant image you have to put up just to be popular. It gives off that impression ain't it? The facade that it's not even half of what you actually are. Well I didn't care.
Because of this confidence I have about being different gave me some attention. That makes me popular depending on your point of view. Everyone has their haters and supporters. So I have mine.
I'm just lucky for being good at the only thing I love. Hockey. I love it more than my life. This standing though was bound to change.
I've got everything I wanted. The grades, being the captain of the hockey team and a teacher's pet. I was someone who schoolmates look up to in school. Well some of them. Meaning my supporters, the outcast. What's missing was just a hand to hold and share all the joys of every goal I scored and every A I got on a test. I'm lacking in that area.
Yeah a jock with no girlfriend. What a failure,you might think. Despite all the other jocks in school sporting a reputation of being a playboy, ladies man, I'm none of those things. I went for a couple of dates, actually one. It ended with soda on my face. Cause she thought that me declaring I'm a girl before the date was a joke. That was a punch on my chest like telling me that I'm destined to be alone.
Being who I am makes it a little hard to score on dates. Not all jocks are that popular and wanted. Even if I'm captain. Point is that in school, no girl swing my way to give me a shot. Not this one,definitely.
Remember when I said I didn't care. Well I do after the soda incident. After much thinking, I opt for a better game plan. My parents had just clinched a once in a lifetime career opportunity in LA. They decided to ship me off along with them. Giving me a chance to be in a new school. In that said school, I chose to hide the truth. Even if it goes everything I believe in. I'm gonna hide. Hide the fact I'm a girl. That's the game plan. As much as I hate to admit it. In the end, image and popularity wins and that confidence, I spoke highly of has to take the backseat. Just this once.
"Take it as it comes," I whispered to the clouds minutes before my flight to Los Angeles. As the announcement for my flight came, I carried my duffel bag anxiously heading for a fresh start.