My life to stereotype

You woke up this morning and everything is going fine. Then BAM you hit those doors that your mother dropped you off at, at that place that seems to have angry firey eyes that stare you down till you go through its mouth that pours out flames that engluf you. You know there is NO way back...

This is...
My life to Stereotype... (wonder what this one is gonna be about??? haha)

I sit at our usual lunch table, pull out my sandwich with my French Onion Sun Chips and put the crunchy goodness on my sandwich. I bite down and a piece of turkey falls out. I look around at the faces that I see everyday, yet it is only just today that I really see what is going on in our lunch room. Our school more like it, only ofcourse I am only seeing not even half of it.

At table 1 are the juniors at the end closest to the math classrooms are the juniors who think they are all that, and the other end are the wannabe fashionista's/ Gossip girls. Then we move down, or up the way I sit at my table.
Next we have a table filled mostly with sophomores, only 1-2 juniors and seniors, they are all the "popular" jocks. Then we move again to the next table, all the christian kids with their Catalyst shirts for their youth group (i remember when Cora and I waited outside of that on a wednesday to wait for some friends all the adults were all omgsh how did you like it? You are new but I know you. We lied... we figure we are on a straight road to hell... but atleast it's with her HAHA!)
Then we go down one more and its the Skater boii's/pot heads who listen to their hard rock emo screamy music and act like they just don't care.
Moving behind them is the freshman girls who I will call the "Plastics". In other words the girls who think that they are sooooooooo cool by doing their hair in bumps and hold their cell phones up to their ears but there is no one on the other line and they talk to their friends who are right next to them. (Thing 1 and Thing 2 belong to this group .... -_-...)
Moving on to the table behind them are the soon-to-be (freshmen) skater boii's/ future pot heads, who also think they are head of their class and that they are god's gift to PHS, they love to create chaos in Study halls and to anyone that may be "different" (God help us...).
After that we have the table of nerds, no not the ones with bow ties and birth control glasses. We are talking about the ones that play WOW and NOTHING else. Their lives revolve around MAGIC (a weird ass card game lol) and who are CRAZY obbessed with like swords and how to kill someone using only a pop can.
Next to them are the Natives, and living on the reservation there are quite a few so expect to see that table quite full.
After them we have the nerdy loner athletic kids, then the table of the girls who ONLY sit with their BEST friends. After that is the lonely girl that ususally sits with her friends but yet they rarely are there. Then before that is the social rejects, where they are sooo kinda creepy and crazy that they only have a few friends.
Then it is the social and mentally impaired where they are on the verge of going psycho ass on your butt, then the teachers table, then the freshman jock table.

And lastly your's truely :D
Our table is right infront of the big wall of windows in the commons (cafeteria). Overlooking everyone else's and seeing all. We are the mortar between the bricks, the link that keeps our school held together. We are the peace in the wars of other cliques, like the angels of heaven that hold the peace together between everyone. We try not to put ourselves up on a pedestal we say this for a reason. We know atleast 3 or more people in EACH social group in our school, pretty sure that we are the group that keeps everything in balance. We put the Ying in Yang, the ace in peace. Yet we only have our friends and we try to just live life.

After all, this is my life to welcome... ;]

xoxo
Steaks & Barbeque sauce ;]