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Post by claudia on Dec 23, 2008 19:54:29 GMT -6
 welcome to the big city. we here are a special kind of people, the kind that are freaks, bitches, and everything else in the world you may hate-- or love. the bright lights, the stunning buildings, the many different kinds of people... we all come together as a package. you can't have one or the other; it just is, and that's the way it's always going to be. you see, the kids that attend the school here, darian high, come from the richest of families to the poorest. you don't have a chance of surviving unless you find yourself a clique quick, because loners are like small fish in a tank of sharks.
darian high. the land of hope, of promise... of hate, revenge, and drama. of course there's drama; what kind of highschool would it be if there wasn't drama? and so we find ourselves stuck in the middle of a clique war, even if the teachers themselves can't tell it's there because they're too wrapped up in their own problems.
there are, of course, the populars. the jocks, the art freaks, the popular drama kids, the emo rockers... and anything else. in a city this big, you become whatever you want to be. but whatever that is, it sticks with you for the rest of your life. you won't be able to brush anything off; so be careful what you do, because if you don't want it to stick with you for life, you'd better not do it.
here at darian high, it's survival of the fittest.
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