"Just because you get to go doesn't mean you could rub it in my face. And just because you're more higher class doesn't mean your superior to anything or anyone. You are a stuck up snob who doesn't get reality."
Those were the words of a girl who told me the truth, which I was shocked that she even stood up to me. She was a quiet, smart girl that I would pick on. I guess she did have some friends, but I never really notice. I was little bit envious of her. She had what I wanted, which was valedictorian status. I was the ASB President, but never the valedictorian. I had the grades, but not GPA.
"I could see what you're going to be in ten years. You're going to the college of your parents' dream. You're going to party while there. Have a degree, but won't use it. You're going to be a housewife. Your husband would most likely cheat on you. And your life would be fuck up from there. How was that for your future?"
When she told me my future, it infuriated me. I wanted to hurt her. I wanted to say, "You're nothing. You're worthless. And why would God put you here to live?" But the principal was walking towards us. And once I thought over what I was going to say, I knew I was going to be wrong about her. Because in time I knew she was going to be better than me.
It's five years later. I guess she was right. She knew my future was set. And I went right along with it. I never changed the course.
I heard the girl went on to medical school. I heard she is engaged to a millionaire's son. I hope her future is better than mine.
I look back at my high school days and wonder, "What if I was nice? Would my future be different?"
But I realize that you can't change who you were, but you could change who you are.
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