Here's the deal,The so-called,popular kids,yeah,they have less friends than the so-called unpopular kids.The pops better watch their backs,cause their headed in one direction,and it's not up.
"Sweat pea,whut happened to yur hayur?"Lunch lady.
"I dyed it,ehat do you think?"I said.Most people behind me just kept staring at me.I've heared so many things abut myself,due to the fast-spreading rumors.Like,"Chasey was expelled from her old school."
"Chasey is an escaped prisoner."
Chasey this.
Chasey that.
CHASEY knows the truth about Chasey.So talk to Chasey,don't spread rumers about Chasey.Chasey doesn't care what you think! Chasey is happy with herself!
Chasey doesn't know why she's refering to herself in 3rd person.
I went and sat down with my buds and we started talking.
Niall said,"Have you heard all the rumers about you? They make you sound hardcore!"
"Yeah,I have."I said.
"Don't let 'em get to you."Harry said.
I laughed,"Dude,I don't care what they think of me,it only matters what I think of me."