Freshman year, walking into this huge school knowing no one besides people at my church who I would rather not be associated with and just happened to attend this school. Everyone thought I was an upperclassman due to my maturity level, which I loved since I hardly had classes with people in my graduating class. Like other girls at my school, I ended dating an upperclassman and, of course, he was nothing but bad news. I managed to keep myself in trouble now and then, but with him I was literally in either the school security or principal’s offices every day.
Sophomore year, I ended up becoming popular due to my freshman year, which I somewhat cared for since I started at the bottom of the pyramid yet managed to work my way to the top of the pyramid