
The secondary school for me it was the black years. There were 3 categories of girls:
- "Hypes": well look es, girls to daddy generally, they make law. They have what is called " the class " and decree with him.
- "Looseuses": badly fagot es, her apparently have no class ".
- The "neutral": represent an insignificant part, so insignificant which I am not going to speak.
As you can guess it, I was part of the second group, for several reasons:
- Badly fagott e. Yeah, my mother recovered my clothes in Emma s, at the big cousins, or in class in the Market hall in clothes. I therefore had no necessary uniform to have the class, to know sweat nike / jeans bootcut Cimarron / Dr Martens, but united or old sweat Tshirt D cathlon Pepper shapeless / old White / jeans shoes which lasted several years (appointment counts, the single pair! This risks more arriving at me, I have the supply for 10 years at least!)
- Badly in the skin. One year beforehand, with an increase of late growth, this gives 10cm at least the than smallest of my class. No breast, no rules (yes, in epoch it was a title of pride), an orthopedic girdle which went of the clavicle to buttocks (and prevented any jeans from blow sharpen bass or tshirt not long), I was the dwarf in the red shoes .
- The first one of the class: the bobble
I therefore had the right to several nicknames: the dwarf, Gladiator (thank you the girdle), salts intello (yes, a good girl in class willy-nilly does not have shower at home needs to believe). There was also the famous period of the "tuna" (shame on me, in epoch I knew even that this meant, apart from fish): When I arrived in the morning, everybody moved away by shouting Haaaaa, the tuna! Let us move away at the regulation distance of 5 metres, otherwise we are going to catch his illness (who, I still wonder him).



I so had the right, pell-mell, in:
- The dress in jeans with buttons pressure opened completely by " the best girlfriend " during the break > in small pants in front of all secondary school (yes, of soutif for me in epoch).
- The best girlfriends who hide in the court by seeing me arriving. Two solutions: cross his only break, draped in his solitary loneliness, and therefore be ridiculous, or search them, and the being even more.
- Always the same girlfriends who treated me
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