and i let you get the best of me, 'cause there's nothing i do better
The boat rocked gently. I sat beside Bryce and Collen, all in our bikinis laying out while "the boys" fished. The quiet finally got the better of me and I sat up to see what was going on. Everyone was looking at Ryan as he attempted to tie one of the knots that he always bragged about. Lately, he had been bragging about a lot of things. He bragged about his hunting skills, all the country cds he had, how many fish he could catch, how much of a redneck he was...just so he could fit in with one particular group. He failed to tie the knot and frustrated, threw everything down. He looked over at me and i shrugged. If it werent for my sunglasses, he would have seen the glare i was giving him. I was beginning to hate him. I didnt understand why he would change himself to be a part of a group that liked people for who they were. Sure, they all had things in common but the great part of the group was that they were all different. There were redneck wanna-bes, rednecks, preps, and some emo kids such as myself and Colleen, and Casey. Well, Casey fit in with everyone. He was just Casey.
I sunk back down and let the rays warm my body. It was my first couple months in highschool and I was already beginning to despise it. Everyone needed to start drama to live. It was insane. Nobody could live their lives...they gotta go out and make everything a big fucking soap opera so they can sit back with a bowl of popcorn and enjoy the mayhem they created.
I felt sleepy and closed my eyes, letting the gentle sway of the boat rock me to sleep...
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