Looking Back- High School Days

High school was hard for me at times. I am a pretty, nice, smart, young woman. With a good sense of humor, and sassy fashionista personality. Respectfully, people were drawn to me. This does not go well in High school, and obviously can cause competition in society. I would wear my hairstyle in a certain way, and girls would approach me and ask me how I did it. At times, if I would do so for them. I noticed how they were always older or younger, and it was a form of flattery to me. It was funny to me that my peers would not be so kind, never wanting to give credit where credit is due, but trying to copy it just the same. These girls were in my general classes so they were my age. I would make up a interesting outfit on Friday, and beside a few girls close to me, other girls would snub their noses and try and bring me down. They would act so jealous, I would not be invited to parties or some events because I was such competition. One girl in my grade, in particular, was such a hater. This hater had a house party that weekend I had shown my new outfit out on, and once again, not invited. That following Monday, that same hater had the audacity to come to school, trying to sport the same fit I had worn. Now, please mind you, I take the time while shopping to get the unique and different, and jazz it up with whats in my closet at home. Its like a sport to me, to try something new, but mix it with today's fashions. To put my signature style on it, my brand if you must. So, she would have had to really try and find this long sleeved silk-type number. With the sequins v-neck, and neat ties at the sleeves. Creating the light flowing texture, different from the bodice. She even tried to have her hair the same EXACT WAY AS I DID. Had the nerve to walk past me, with a look, as if it was her idea all along.
Needless to say, I did not have a lot of girlfriends growing up. It seems to me High school has not changed a whole lot either, which is why everyone loves t.v. shows like ”Glee”. Where after a bad day of school, you can come together, and sing your hearts out. Something so close to everyone's heart, like a sweet idea that will never be. I did however, have a handful of great younger, and older girlfriends. Whom were not only confident, but beautiful individuals whom had heart enough to hold their own. To them I am truly grateful!