Well high school sucked...
As in virtually every school, there are levels of cliques and I tried to fit in with the top clique in 9th grade. I wore the same clothes because my mom still shopped for me (she wanted me to look "nice") and the fact that her one of her best friend's nephew is 1 of the kids in the rich, preppy clique, I was often compared to him and felt I needed to be in that clique.
Of course that didn't work and I was picked on by some of the guys in that clique but I was mostly picked on by kids who were just a step down and didn't dress preppy but were well liked and some who quite frankly were scummier. These kids were still mostly liked though and although I never had a girl pick on me, I can tell that some looked at me in low regard.
Here's to say that some of the preppy kids and other classes did stand up for me a couple times, but not enough to make me well-liked.
So in 10th grade, I rebelled against my mom and began to pick out my clothes, I grew my hair out longer and was your typical "hoodie kid." At least my mom called me that, a "hoodlum," a "convict"...anyway it was not a big deal to me as I finally felt comfortable...I had a few close friends in school, none who were popular, some who were regarded higher and never got picked on and some who were picked on as much as me. I gained more aquintances but never a close friend when it came to girls.
In my junior and senior year, I toned it down on the "hoodieness" (lol if that made sense) and I became pretty quiet. I could talk with some kids of all cliques, even girls. All of the cliques had jerks and genuinely nice kids. Anyway I was basically a ghost in my last 2 years in high school, I bowled for the school team, but that wasn't highly regarded at all, no one paid attention to that. On top of that because of my low self-esteem/confidence that built up through the years, I never had the courage to ask a girl to the junior prom or senior ball...I know it's sad.
It hit me really hard when I went to the senior banquet, which was bascially a casual prom and watched a powerpoint that the senior class made (popular girls and some guys) and I was not shown once in 15 minutes and hundreds of pictures. When my name was called when I graduated, the reaction was nothing except for loud cheers when a popular kid did a standing backflip as I was walking off...I was the only one who didn't see it so I thought maybe I was being cheered, even though I knew deep down that wasn't reality.
It just went to show that I wasn't known in high school and that when someone brings up my name, only 2% of the school would recognize the name only because they were my friends.
So basically high school wasn't a good time for me and I often look back at my yearbook and feel bad that I never made an impact, but oh well, I can't change the past.