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Middle school

High school.

This is where I met my friends

That is where the story ends.



Whatever happened to us?

Did we get to busy to fuss

about calling and keeping in touch?

You guys, I miss you so much.

Everyday I'd get onto the bus and

Venture all the way to Twin Valley.

I'd say hi to Becky and Brandi

And then to Danielle and Megan.

This is where we began.

The social scene.

The only social scene when you're grounded

For staying out too late.

Checking out guys and going on dates

Drinkin' at times and getting high

With all my girls and their brothers

Having crushes and getting crushed by all the others.

Favorite teachers and the teachers we hate.

Got and F in gym cuz I don't participate.

Saying lunch was my favorite class.

These are the things that live in the past.

Anytime our parents asked for the truth

We lie, we're ganna enjoy our youth.

I'd never take a day of it back.

Never knew it would make such an impact.

Remember Becky, when we skipped school?

Brandi and I did pills to be cool.

Megan and I talked all throughout our classes.

Me and Danielle roamed the halls with no passes.

Seeing everyone on a daily basis

Now I don't even remember their faces.

Why can't I rewind and play it again?

I got my freedom now, but my fun I had then.

Once it was the halls where we all gathered.

Now its the world where we're all scattered.

High School-I know some hate it a lot.

But these are my memories, they're all that I've got.