Grant Warner Monologue

High school is a curious place, from what I 've learned these past two years. I 've done some things that I 'm rather proud of. I 've made mistakes. I learned more than I could have imagined. Yet, somehow I 'm still unsatisfied. Teenage boys are a species of their own. Normally, I 'd prefer to not talk about them. I find the majority to be especially ignorant, rude, unaware, stupid, and horny. Sometimes you think you 've found one that defies the odds, however you eventually discover the foolish jerk they actually are. Grant Warner, perhaps a species of his own. So far, in the past seven months that I 've known him, he seems to be possibly the only person I could ever have a for real thing with. He 's smart, witty, attractive, a Christian, nice, and he includes me in conversation sometimes even when I just want to be left alone, but I end up liking it anyways. I smile more in that class, Introduction to Health Science, than I do during the rest of the day, not including lunch, which is spent with my best friend in the entire world, Ilah LaMountain. But that’s still impressive, to be fair. I push myself in that class because we made up this pretend club called The A Team and I would seriously hate to be …show more content…
In other words, a prep. Preps are richer than you, have better clothes, get away with everything, and exclusively hang out with preps only. Taylor Walker was the one of the only people I could stand in that class so I tried to stick with her as much as possible. Of course with my luck we got separated after about the first week of school. With trying to fit in with the preps and pretending to be smarter and cooler than you actually are, comes inevitable mistakes and embarrassment. For example, once we had this project that we had to do on Prezi, which is basically like a far more annoying form of