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Unpopular.

I was in the high school band and wasnt social at all besides me and a few friend circles. While I didn't have any incidents that painted me in a bad light, I didn't possess anything outstanding(at least to teenage culture) either. The most credit I got were for my speeches, so depending on what subject the person heard me speak on, that was placed before "__-guy" 

I enjoyed high school and glad I didn't have the chance to get swept up in all of the antics associated with it. 

I would not say that I was popular, but I was well-liked and had lots of friends (at all 3 high schools I attended), despite being a bit behind my peers, socially. There were a few people that would try and bully me, but either I handled it, or one of my friends would. By my final year of high school, no one was bullying me, and most people regarded me as intelligent and funny.

I was in high school for several months. It was an interesting experience. I wouldn't say that I was popular or unpopular, people just didn't notice my presence for the most part. It was somewhat entertaining to observe everyone and how they interacted. I didn't get much out of the classes, I failed basically all of them except English, art and computer science. All in all, I don't think that I would want to go back, but it was fun anyway.

Were you the weird kid in high school or were you popular? Or you just stayed unseen? What is your experience?

Somewhere inbetween. Was the bestie of the most popular jock in school and always was in the scene grasping the next girls ass while hugging my current, cracking jokes pulling stunts, but also word got around that I got my girls into cutting / selling themselves and someone filmed me humiliating some fat downie chick for my clique's entertainment, so while everyone tried to hang out with me and they also seemed seriously wary and suspicious of me.

got along with everyone pretty much. Nerds, jocks, popular, goth, etc.. had fun in high school. Football season fun. 

I hated high school. Kids would tease me, run off with my bag and throw it up to a really high place, tripping me whenever I was running to class and was late, etc. I was even swirlied once, but it never happened again because the guy who did it got caught. I never went to my prom, and I am glad that I left that hell hole.

I had a lot of acquaintances from snagging people I liked from classes I had and school programs like Choir and Theater that lead to me being relatively known by the school (hard not to when you've been doing solos and rapid costume changes as early as your first year there), but from being tired from insomnia all the time I found it easier to hang out with the less popular yet more laid back students. Every so often a student would want a to fight me for weird reasons... only to have the scenario change in a way where my response (usually me hitting them first and only once when their posture revealed an opening, but sometimes through witness management) got them into trouble.

Having teachers back up the one reduced to violence made it tempting to do more, but I knew that leverage was only as strong as the person I've hit's prior and initial intent. One of them who was unstably and repeatedly threatening to kill me was kicked out, and the rest ended up either giving up from the circumstances or shafted with a detention once an instructor would see the situation and try to make sense out of it. I was able to bank off teacher's pet/teacher's assistant perks without giving them much real reason for doing so beyond selective words and posture. Punishing me had adults feel bad, so I wasn't often punished for almost anything except being late to first period.

I also across all of school pre-12th grade was really prone to having a toady or follower of some kind, and it was honestly a hard habit to drop. In a study hall I taught a formerly fairly brain dead jock how to play Chess through a long series of steps and control over the situation and his thoughts. By the end of it he was capable of thinking for himself instead of purely parroting those he'd modeled off of to think less. A stalker from this school I eventually ended up dating later after we met, but that didn't become much until we began talking more online, and one of my current closest friends began as a reluctant follower after I saw him a second time (the first time he and I met he tried to con me out of a pretty good Magic card). There were other high school followers briefly, but they wouldn't always stick around once teenage drama would draw them to other places, and there were many more prior to high school. I'd play games like Magic the Gathering, Archmage (the reincarnation), Advance Wars, and others with my laid back group while the majority would instead be doing sports or popular kid chatter that had boring less than variable patterns, and it was interesting to see fresh faces attend our room every so often through suggesting it in the right words.

My need to control my surroundings was really primed in High School, which ultimately showed me to be a control freak, weak without it, so after the 12th grade or so I began to try to work on that in hopes of coming out a stronger person. I can't honestly say if it did or didn't work. How prone I was to controlling my appearance to have them respond "naturally" to it within my projections felt safer than being myself and seeing how people'd respond to that. I'd still be me in the sense of personality, but my words were designed to get what I want by figuring the ripples more than the impact itself.

My grades were not too great from never studying and being really tired all the time, but I tended to come out with above average points from learning who the instructor was and how they gave tests. I'd stay two to three problems ahead on corrections for math classes, I'd fill in the blanks for test answers based on what sort of words were likely to yield partial points despite not knowing the full, truthful answer, I'd skim through pages for names to bullshit explanations for novel's character motivations, and multiple choice was a matter of noting what letters or patterns their tests followed like a habit-fueled codex. From that I mostly struggled with History classes, since those answers had less room for faking the knowledge.

I had crushes, but I had less of a handle on how to behave properly when like that before college. It was what led to the more embarrassing moments until my virginity was lost, making people suddenly seem a lot easier to steer in that way. Learning about the nature of sex-fueled vulnerability made a lot of aspects of life easier, but that knowledge did not come in High School... so instead I was fumbling over myself a bit back then even over those who liked me back. It was a good deal of "friend-zone" from not going the extra mile, both out of inexperience and fatigue.

There were a few students that had experience in areas I didn't (alongside interesting cases studies), making way for me to study them to further understand and improve myself. I used to browse a forum back then, which lead to a Long Distance Relationship with who down the road had become my fiance (ex-fiance now) alongside that time giving me room to polish my forum posting prowess. When I'd first joined I was bashed for posting... poorly, and by the end of it I was typing closer to how I am now.

So, who I was? A somewhat charismatic unpopular person who got what he'd need out of people regardless of what group they were a member of. I didn't desire much beyond sleep and doing the bare minimum since the place was terribly underwhelming and offered me little in the line of things that actually interested me. After I left that performing art's school that insisted on keeping us years ahead of the curve in a condensed amount of time while also making us into dancing robots I lost all urge to try scholastically until college. An environment of mostly simple people made me not feel the need to try as hard.