I just had to do this for a weekend course I'm doin, we gotta write the intro to a story, nothin more, just an intro. So this is mine, whatdya think?
Disposable Faces
'You're all shmancied up and you're not actin' the same way anymore.' 'I'm on a new band-wagon now, and I don't want to hear you talk about me in such a way,' 'But these people... everyday they put on their disposable faces and their orange skins, then all day they spend their timeholding a flip-top mirror at their noses. Mitchy, you know it's not right, whats happened to you?' I flinched at the sound of my name, 'Is it such a shock horror that I've finally made new friends? That I'm finally fitting in with the rest of the world?' 'Is that what you want? To 'fit in' with them?' I glared at him, but said nothing. 'And don't look at me like it's impolite for me to even think of mentioning your name.' At that I turned away, who was he to go jusdging me and my friends like that? He should be happy for me. I wasn't one of the losers anymore, I was popular. He just couldn't see that this was what I wanted deep down, but it was like Jess said 'Your not gonna get anywhere in life if you dont face the facts,' and at that moment the fact to me was that Jack was a no-one, he didn't have contacts and he couldn't help me get anywhere in life, there was no point in being his friend. He was holding me back...
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