Time passed pretty fast from 6th grade up to 8th. Had some good friends, but towards the end of 8th grade, I started hanging out with a totally different group of people. Wild kids, fun times, party people. I seemed to fit right in. I still hung out with my other friends but I for some reason gravitated toward the outcast crowd. Toward the end of 8th grade, I mean right at the end (maybe last week or two of school), I met my first serious boyfriend... (but we didn't start a relationship until that next school year in high school). He was a redhead, I loved red/light headed blue eyed guys.... Smoked weed for the first time during the summer after 8th grade.
I was a great student... Straight A's. Perfect student.... But I messed all that up.....
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