In a way, the story is always the same.
There was this kid.
She was mean.
She was popular.
It's such a fixture of childhood.
You can just walk up to a kid on the sidewalk or at a public pool, and they'll tell you.
The popularist is this girl.
She's in my grade.
She's really mean, and she has a lot of friends.
I wanted to play with her, and then she had no friends, so she said yeah.
The other day I wanted to play with her again and her friends were there and she said, get lost.
Sometimes she be being mean to my sister and I don't like that.
She always telling somebody what they can and can't do.
She act like she the boss of people.
She real boss.
She thinks she got the rhythm in her gear.
I'm mostly the popular one in my class, but I have a lot of other popular friends.
This boy in my class, he liked me.
Every time he would come by me, I would tell him to get out of my way.
Everybody says that he's like the nerdiest boy in our class.