My name is Catherine Hayes, and I'm not your typical high schooler. No, it's not because I listen to rock and hate rap, no, it's not because I don't wear twelve pounds of makeup; in fact, no one wears twelve pounds of makeup. Hell, most of us girls wear barely any.

It's not the fact that I cuss, it would be crazy not to. It's one of the silent rules of high school, you must cuss. That's just the way it is, and I'd be goddamned crazy to question them.

After all, there are five important rules of high school that I follow. I like to call them the silent rules, because they are never said, never mentioned, but yet I follow them anyway.

The first rule is that high school is not like one of those silly romance novels, where they have your popular bitches, the ones who are shallow and wear ten pounds of makeup, with short shorts, revealing tops, and spread false rumors. Most kids are not like that at all. And those that wear those clothes and makeup are actually really nice, which goes to show that if someone wears makeup they aren't a conniving, two-faced, shallow bitch. Also, there are definitely no hot, brooding, mysterious bad boys lurking in the shadows, waiting for some hot nerd to come along and teach them the error of their ways. I'm actually really glad that this isn't real because I for one do not need Edward Cullen in my life. I'm perfectly fine without a pedophilic 19th-century man watching me sleep, don't worry.

The second rule is that cussing is a given, it's a required thing to do on a daily basis. I don't know who made it, I don't know how it came to be, I just know that it's required, and I don't care much for it. Just do it, get it over with, and that's it. It's that simple, it's that easy. Furthermore, it's okay to talk dirty on a daily basis, after all, what else is expected from a bunch of horny, pubescent teens?

The third rule is that it's not fair to compare boys in real life to boys in books. Boys in books are way more gallant, charming, handsome, more everything in general. Always the very epitome of what a man should be. Then there are mortal boys. They are crude, disgusting, and obsessed with silly things, such as making crude jokes or burping whenever. Of course, I'm not saying the whole male population is like this, not at all! They are quite nice sometimes, but nothing compared to fictional boys, which leads me to rule four.

Rule four is by far the most important rule, in fact, it is so important that it has a rule telling me not to break it right after it. Rule four is to never let anyone know what I am. If anyone finds out, I will be in grave danger. It's a secret that should be taken to the grave. Under no circumstances should anyone find out the truth. 

Rule number five is to never break rule number four. I know, I know, it's cliche to have a rule not to break a rule, but this is important. After all, life is nothing like books. It's not like I'm going to break rule four and five, after all, I've been keeping this secret since I was born, what would be so different this year?

Well, it turns out, life is sometimes like books.

This is my story about how my life was turned upside down when a harmless nerd couldn't find a quiet place to eat their Nutella. And worst of all, they didn't even share it.

My name is Catherine Hayes, and this is my story.

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