I Have Unhappy Memories of School

I was that spoiled rich kid that grew up in the big house on the lake. It was a very small town, every one knew us. At school I was told, "just try to fit in, and be just like everyone else". It's hard to do when after school you have to take lessons for classical piano and golf. I was picked on constantly in junior high, and all but ignored in high school. I didn't fit in and I knew it. I hated school, and hate the memories I have of it. I never kept in touch with anyone after graduation, or went to any reunions. It's a part of my life I'd love to forget.

I recently ran into a girl I graduated with. She was a cheer leader one of the popular crowd. I was in a parking lot in my home town after an evening class. I was getting into my Escalade talking to someone about my latest book when she pulled up in a rusty mini van. She asked me who I was and said "I thought so! You haven't changed a bit." And just drove off. I guess nothing ever changes.