in 10th grade there was this one senior in our PE class he was there bc I think that was the last credit for him to graduate or something drivers ed/pe which was mainly for sophomores at my high school. he was a real interesting guy

some called him a future school shooter others called him the weird guy with the briefcase but he was pale, smoked cigarettes, drove a convertible, had long hair that he dyed, painted his nails, and looked like a scary villain from Degrassi. he also narrated our school news

honestly his whole aesthetic was ahead of his time given the whole e-boy aesthetic that's popular now but for mid 2010s he was "scary." Plus he was really tall like I think 6'5 or something? But he pulled maaaad theatre girl coochie is what I heard and from baddies too

but anyways in my PE class/drivers ed he mainly just rolled his eyes and hung out with the teacher bc like he was a senior and already had his license he didn't care. but he did NOT like the popular kids in our class. By popular I mean the cheerleaders, the jocks, the stereotypic

everyday 10th grade feels more and more like an episode of a Degrassi literally the Wildest shit ever in that year anyways this story is going somewhere

As I said he was not into the kids that had passed their awkward stages and became full blown baddies at 15/16 or were the stereotypical popular guy/girl types. One day we had to run the PACER, which was divided by gender. He was the one who counted the girls' runs

And like you had to hit a certain score to pass yada yada you know standardized fitness thank you Obama but anyway. My friends and I never ran the whole thing we just cheated and turned around when everyone else turned around. Briefcase guy was specifically given instructions

by the teacher to not count anyone who cheated. It felt a little weird having an older guy watch us run back and forth but whatevs. My girls and I cheated bc we were the types to walk the mile and not exert any effort into PE other than free time its public hs not olympics

10th grade I was not a cheerleader, I was an athlete but not for school, and was definitely not the type to go on aux and request the hottest hits of the time for our PE class usually being Bobby Shmurda, Souljia Boy, or that vein. Briefcase guy despised them

So at the end of the test he told everyone their scores. I expected to hear a failing score. Whatever I literally did not care. But at the end when I came up with my friends he smiled. He said "you guys aren't like the rest of the idiots *motioning to sea of 10th graders*"

the way he enunciated idiots and looked at our class with disgust is still wild... but he was like "I like you guys... Don't worry about it I'll make sure you pass" and winked. Oddly enough I felt so validated.

like hey not a single boy in the 10th grade class thinks im cool but cigarette smoking, emo senior who drives a convertible thinks im awesome so I guess that means im pretty fucking great

the end. this thread was inspired by a video I was watching down a guitar YouTube hole and the guy in the video said "idiots" in the same way as briefcase guy and I was transported back to 10th grade