Divided

It's no surprise that the seniors at my school find themselves in one of two groups:

The All African American Group of People Who Obsess about Clothes and Aren't So Diverse
And A Mixture of all Races and People Who Listen to All Types of Music

Sure, there are people who can merge between the groups, but I am not one of those people. Not anymore. I don't have anything in common with the first group besides race, and between you and me, race isn't even that important when it comes to identity to me.

I belong to the second group, and my sister to the first. So when she asks why I do not want to go on the not-school-sponsered trip that the people in Group A are going to, my answer is obviously no. My friends are not going to that trip. Besides, I have a feeling it will be very sloppy just like the Halloween Party I decided to go to. Certain people will feel excluded, there will be loads of sweat and heat, and it just won't be fun.

Besides, we're going to Myrtle Beach exactly two days after them, and I don't have to pay $300 for that trip.

So no, I will not go with them, and if she can't go because I won't go then so be it. I'm not making any exceptions.