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There was a girl who I didn’t know particularly well but she wasn’t totally stupid, she’d only joined my school the year before and hadn’t totally crossed over to the dark side. Anyway one day, while I was hiding from the posse of airheads after me, she came up to me and asked me a question that actually ended up changing my entire perspective on life, she asked me if I’d noticed that there weren’t any white kids in our class. Naturally I hadn’t been paying attention but now that it had been pointed out to me I realised that it was true. And not only in our grade but in the entire school, the classes had been divided into white and non-white.

What would you have done if you were me? Would you have left it alone or would you have done something? Well I was all ready to just leave it alone, I mean what’s the big deal right? After all it’s not like we’d stop being friends with each other. But then I looked around at the kids walking up and down the corridors. And I realised that there were no friendships between mixed races, everyone was with their group. My grade had always been so close and if high school was going to do this to us then I wasn’t prepared to just let it.

Unfortunately, I was the only one. I couldn’t believe that it had been so easily brushed off. They were HAPPY to have an “black” class and be separate from the “white” class. Which makes me think that I missed out on some brainwashing tape or something in high school because I was totally stunned…I just didn’t get it. Immediately I was labelled as one of those “disaffected rebel-type people” and dropped.

A normal person would have dropped it, a normal person would have ignored it, a sane person would have just left those airheads to do whatever they wanted. I think we have all established by now that I am not quite sane or normal so obviously I didn’t let it drop. Instead it went to our SRC, now somehow I hadn’t gotten any nominations but people had voted for me, not enough votes to make me part of it but enough to make me vice, not that the vice ever did anything, the grade rep never did anything in the first place so it was more of a title than a job.

Besides the only thing we did the whole year was try to get new mirrors for the girl bathrooms. Whatever, out class had voted in the queen of airheads and the most politically aware person in our grade as well as two bimbos from the other class. I knew it would be stupid to approach them period but it would be stupider to approach abimbo. At least the guy was sorta friends with me.

What a joke that turned out to be! He was the biggest pretender out there. Somehow, and I have no clue how, it got to the principle. Lemme just say that it hadn’t had anything to do with me. There was talk about mixing classes and we had to vote on who we wanted in our classes if they were mixed. They never ended up being mixed.