God, I hope it's not like real high school. Otherwise I'd be the lunchlady who hid in her English teacher's room---aka, her father's classroom.
But on BWW...I'd be the one the Bad Idea Babes were always offering cigarettes, then walking meekly away to rehearsal, gay contingent in tow.
"I am special, I am special! Please, God, please, don't let me be normal!" ---Louisa, The Fantasticks
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Intolerant of intolerance.