About my school

The place where the rich send their offspring. The education costs almost as much as your kidney, but is such a price really deserved?
Sending a child into the company of completely spoiled parental vampires, it's not surprising that after a while he will become the same. Maybe I’m the case.
I entered this prestigious school three years ago. The tests were given to me without any problems, and the tour of the educational institution made a wonderful impression on me - a huge garden, an observatory, aquariums with turtles and, of course, endless spaces! The students provoked the opposite reaction. You would know how much I disliked them all, but I was willing to put up with these obnoxious characters for the sake of a good position. A clear example of the opposite is the girl who acted with me at the same time. She couldn't fit into the class. She was bullied and left school without completing even a few months. How did it happen that I was among those who killed the poor girl? My friends were hypocrites, no, not only them, everyone in the circle was just a judgmental crowd that wasn't even afraid to throw dirt right in your face. However, I got along with them. It must be because I've always been the same: a vile, hypocritical, selfish and mocking fool! Melissa, the main buller, quickly became my best friend. It was very convenient: if I didn't like someone, all I had to do was whisper something to her and those enemies were already huddled in a corner. I've settled into my new job pretty well.
The next year, my best friend became more cautious. And me too. I was still successfully hiding my hatred for my circle of best friends: Melissa, Sofia, Rachel, Kira, and Rosa (all names changed). Mostly we just gossiped and occasionally we had a chance to have a heart-to-heart conversation, but mostly we only heard silly jokes and historical laughter. Yes, they were fun to be with, until I suddenly became extreme. At the end of my sophomore year, Sofia chose me as the subject of new gossip. It was envy, I knew, but it wasn't a small dislike anyway, I couldn't sit still. I immediately lured Melissa to my side. Fortunately, it ended quickly. Summer began, the holidays began, and we returned with a clear head. Ironically, it was in the fall, as the 3rd year of my studies in this purgatory began, that I became close friends with Sofia.
The 3rd year has been difficult for me, or rather, the second part of it. Weight problems and anorexic girlfriends. Don't think about it, I've never been fat. Quite a slender girl. But as I mentioned earlier, such weight was not enough for my society. Somehow, I became the biggest of all my friends. I wasn't the least attractive, but I felt like a pig. I got hooked on laxatives and it only got worse. The weight did not exceed a bmi of 20, but disgusting gluttony had long gone beyond the norm. I starved and gorged myself again, looking at the slender figures of my friends in bikinis. I wish I'd lost weight. The year ended, and I remained fat in my opinion. I know reading about teenage overeating must not be the most interesting thing. Interesting things were happening at Sofia and Rosa's then - they would like one boy. A new wave of hypocrisy: one whispers in my ear, the other in the other. And the guy was talking about nothing. But here the fight was not over the guy, but rather for the first place in the "pretty girlie who talks to all the guys at school." Oh yes, back then Sofia, Rosa and Rachel were obsessed with guys. It's something so incomprehensible to me, because I've never been drawn to it. She thought that if we were going to date, it was okay, not with those dumbass from school. Some guys from outside wrote to me and I talked well with them, but I think I’m not ready enough for relationship. At least for now.
While I'm on vacation, I'm waiting for my 4th year of torture with a lot of laughter. Wish me luck and wait for me with the news!