I went to 5? 6? high schools. I was a complete pain in the arse. Imagine if you will...
A kid with, typically, a purple mohawk or leopard-spotted hair on the high school baseball team, sneaking cigarettes around the dugout. The jocks hated me because I was a freak, but the freaks hated the fact that i loved to play ball. Screw both of those crowds. The drugged-out kids disliked me because I got better cocaine than any of them (stolen from my mom and her 'friends') and it was all free, plus i could drink any of them under the table. The geeks liked the fact that I knew what they were talking about but hated the music I listened to. Throughout all the drugs, the baseball, and the trouble I got into in school, when I did manage to get into a class, I always scored perfect grades and the geeks liked that, too. Frankly, I lived like a rock star - sex, drug habits, and rock and roll.
So, yeah, yo would have secretly liked me, but you wouldn't want your friends to know.
