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All of the above, well, maybe not a "princess," although I often was accused of being either gay or snobby.
I spent my sophomore to senior years at a AAA high school in Georgia.
I was valedictorian and won countless academic awards. I wasn't on the football or basketball team, but I was the tennis team star. (I would always win the running and standing broad jump on field day in elementary school too.)
I was already using marijuana and other substances. I am, obviously, a "basketcase" as well. Case in point: After first moving to the new school, I didn't know anyone, but quickly became very well-known. There was this one teacher that always looked like she had to take a shit. She was a rather tall Scandinavian-looking woman with the last name Wolfe. Anyway, as I mentioned, she had a reputation for not taking shit. One morning it had been raining and I came in late and she was handing out a test, and I forget what happened exactly but she made some comment that my hair looked like a wet cat and I just walked out of the class. She came outside and I must have said something to her to make her lose it because she stated yelling and she shoved me against some lockers. At that point, I just ignored her again and started walking to the principal's office. The upshot of the story was that she got suspended from teaching for a few days. As it turns out, her husband had just been in a car wreck the night before and that's why she was on edge. Anyhow, the principal decided she needed a few days to think about what she had done...to me. haha
So, I go into the next period's class and everyone, including the teacher, wanted to know what had happened.
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