I Dont Want To Be Popular Novels & Stories

"I'm not going to show." I saw Mr. Lancaster stiffen beside the camera. I took a deep breath and rubbed the bridge of my nose. "The truth is, being popular is all in your head. If you decide you're not relevant, you probably are not. In the few days that I spent with the cheerleaders and football boys, one main point stood out: it doesn't matter your position in society, or if you consider yourself not pretty enough, what matters are your friends and how well you treat them. Like a credible source told me once: Being popular isn't just about looking pretty or wearing awesome outfits. It's all about knowing who your friends are and protecting them with your life.

"Uh!" I was not a likeable person. I was often described as antisocial and unapproachable. Why do you think that I didn't have any friends? I was a paranoid person with major trust issues. There was also my tendency to be fake at times. It wasn't my fault that I was thought to be kind and polite. Also my conscience wouldn't have it and my anxiety would kill me if I was ever my real self. Furthermore, how can you like someone you hardly know? Unless.... "Or maybe, he just wants more popularity." I whispered to myself. I mean he did right up a bio, which means mystery and popularity. Every girl would want to find him, which meant following his content.

I am attractive, popular, so they want to be seen with me to climb that social ladder easily. But I know none of it is substantial. None of it makes me feel better, instead, it makes me feel worse. I didn't want a crowd who was with me because I was popular or attractive or a topper. I could not be defined by what skills I had or what God has graced me with. I want someone who appreciates me for what I was as a person. I search for those people who could look at me from inside and love me for it. She seemed like the person who was interested in what's on the inside more than what I was from outside.

"I heard she's the Queen Bee of the school. If you were to hit that off, that would increase the popularity rate here." "Why do I need to be concerned about being popular?" Logan says annoyingly. "It's not much of a difference back at home. We will rule the school with our fucking good looks. I mean, all the babes here are gorgeous." That is my cue to leave. I didn't want to hear these guys talk about getting it with the girls in this school, and I didn't want to be part of it. I felt my stomach churn from all the lunch that I had eaten. I immediately packed up my stuff, rose off the concrete floor, and began to walk away, hiding the tomato face spreading on my face.

Well, to an extent, I cared, but it wasn't to the level where I'd be stuck in the house because of them. I'd usually heard little children say that when they get older, they'd like to be famous. If I could give them a piece of advice, it'll be to have a rethink and give wanting to be popular a rethink since it never did anybody good. The fact that it would have been long dead was no uncertainty. A lot of people would also have attempted to reach out to me so many times, Gina especially. Abigail and I had an issue concerning MBC to tackle sometime ago and skillfully, I'd avoided. Might as well give myself a round of applause. One thing we'd always been thought for childhood, never run away fr

It has been offered to me several times, and I have also refused several times. "Ayiesha, please." It begged me. I know this. I looked at him carefully. "My answer is still no. I don't want you and your gang to be my friend. So stop plastering me." It was inhaled. "And I know what's in you. You're chasing me, for popularity. 'Cause you'd know that I'm more popular than you. You're just 3rd from me." I give her a smile. I know her hidden agenda. She approached me for my popularity. He wants to be my friend to become popular. How poor she is.

She angrily stated. "I just don't understand how Dad and Leanna found that place? I mean who told them?" "Get over it. What matters is you're not friends with them anymore, but I'm afraid you'll lose your popularity if you're not part of them anymore." Kaycee might be kidding me. I never wanted to be popular on campus. It might be hard to believe but all I just wanna do is to study, earn good grades and graduate with honors. I never even bother to join that stupid sorority because I don't wish to gain fame and lots of friends.

"Now can you all please get off our backs!" "How I decide to live my life should be none of your business , if being popular will make you all have an opinion in my most private business to the extent of backlashing on social media then I don't want to be loved by you" he continued and they began to murmur again. "Have you guys stopped to wonder what would have been Ariel's reason to agreeing to do this" "People are going through a lot , the fact that they don't open up to the world about it or use it to chase clout and gain sympathy doesn't mean their life is good"

"Is it because of the party?" I exhaled, ignoring how much I enjoyed Aiden's touch. "I'm not a fan of crowds, especially crowds of people who look like they were manufactured by some high-class artisans, and now they present themselves on the display and demand attention." He laughed, his eyes flickering between me and the road. "They are wealthy, and yes, most of them love attention. Don't you like being noticed?" I shrugged. "I would like to be noticed when I deserve it... Or rather, I would like others to notice my achievement, but me in person? No, not really."

I sighed, regretting the fact that I hoped on the challenge on impulse but putting Axel in his place made it worth it, "I sort of gave it up and today, it was more like I hoped on it on impulse. That's why I've never attended one before because I knew I'd never be able to withstand the temptation." "I'm glad you were unable to because what? Girl! You're the most popular student in St. Williams now," she picked up her phone and started going through it, "everyone is talking about you and sending your pictures and just... You're now a celebrity. No one thought anyone could beat Axel, not to talk of a girl and you just..." I tuned her out as I drowned the rest of my drink. I've always wanted to