I’m a misfit. I’m not the common misfit though. Not the one who scares people away. I’m just quiet. I don’t fit into a real group at school. There’s the jocks, the popular kids, the band geeks, the regular geeks, the artsy people, the geeky artists, and then there are people like me. The ones who don’t fit into a category. Yes, I do play sax in the band and yes, I am on the track team, but I keep to myself. I don’t draw attention. I don’t have friends. During lunch I sit on the football bleachers with headphones in.
I’m just the girl who is there. Making good grades, playing sports, doing extracurriculars but not making the effort to make friends. And that doesn’t even bother me, not having friends. Sure some people talk to me, but it’s not like they want to hang out after school. It’s not like they invite me to parties or summer vacations. They are just nice at school because they feel like they have to be. They probably feel sorry for me if I’m being honest. And that’s fine.
Being the misfit is actually kind of fun. Being invisible is kind of fun, because then you can just relax and watch from the outside. You can spend more time on working on yourself, being with your family, playing with your pet. It’s just all very relaxing to me. So there you have it.