Kassandra Denniston
The Loser- A Stereotypical Love Story
Not many people would know me if you said my name and not very many people would say that I am cute or attractive. I didn’t always be this way. Just a year ago I used to be friends with the cheerleaders and I used to know everyone. When I walked down the hall, even if I wasn’t walking with anyone, everyone would say “hey Sandy”. Now they just stare at me like I am a walking corpse. They now say that I am a nerd or that I am a loser, and they are right. There’s two main groups in high school, there’s the popular kids like Kendalyn, she’s the skinny, pretty, cheerleader, and then there’s kids like me, the quiet ones, the weird ones, and the losers. I’m not pretty, skinny, or well liked, thus I’m a loser, but this year it’s all going to change.
I was walking down the hall on a typical day until Kendalyn decided to pick on me (like she does every day). “Hey Sandy” as the cheerleaders shove me into a corner “So we noticed that you still haven’t taken our advice” “And what would that be Kendalyn…” “ Well I know that the whole school is disgusted with a beached whale flopping around the …show more content…
When we got there Quinn was in the office all ready and he stayed in there when we arrived. He’s the reason I had to come back to school. The principle had us take a seat and we talked for hours. He called Kendalyn and her father in and they were screaming at each other. She got everything taken away from her. She even had to quit cheerleading, which she bawled about, then she turned to me and screamed, “this is all your fault!” I suddenly felt a brief moment of relief and I looked over to Quinn. He was whispering to the principle and he seemed to like what he was saying. “Sandy, for now on Quinn will be in the same classes as you. Wherever you go he goes. That way Kendalyn nor anyone can hurt you again.” I was relieved. I had finally found someone who loves me as much as I love
The Loser- A Stereotypical Love Story
Not many people would know me if you said my name and not very many people would say that I am cute or attractive. I didn’t always be this way. Just a year ago I used to be friends with the cheerleaders and I used to know everyone. When I walked down the hall, even if I wasn’t walking with anyone, everyone would say “hey Sandy”. Now they just stare at me like I am a walking corpse. They now say that I am a nerd or that I am a loser, and they are right. There’s two main groups in high school, there’s the popular kids like Kendalyn, she’s the skinny, pretty, cheerleader, and then there’s kids like me, the quiet ones, the weird ones, and the losers. I’m not pretty, skinny, or well liked, thus I’m a loser, but this year it’s all going to change.
I was walking down the hall on a typical day until Kendalyn decided to pick on me (like she does every day). “Hey Sandy” as the cheerleaders shove me into a corner “So we noticed that you still haven’t taken our advice” “And what would that be Kendalyn…” “ Well I know that the whole school is disgusted with a beached whale flopping around the …show more content…
When we got there Quinn was in the office all ready and he stayed in there when we arrived. He’s the reason I had to come back to school. The principle had us take a seat and we talked for hours. He called Kendalyn and her father in and they were screaming at each other. She got everything taken away from her. She even had to quit cheerleading, which she bawled about, then she turned to me and screamed, “this is all your fault!” I suddenly felt a brief moment of relief and I looked over to Quinn. He was whispering to the principle and he seemed to like what he was saying. “Sandy, for now on Quinn will be in the same classes as you. Wherever you go he goes. That way Kendalyn nor anyone can hurt you again.” I was relieved. I had finally found someone who loves me as much as I love