The story I'm about to tell you is true. You will not believe it. Nevertheless, the events are accurate and factual. There is most likely not a more miserable time pool your life as 9th grade.
You're freshly out of junior high, but so what. You men now on the lowest rung of the high school totem pole.
As a male, you aren't close to shaving yet and the short and curlies in your trousers have barely taken root. Beautiful high school girls were everywhere. Upperclasswomen were goddesses, but you were still a boy and not nude. It was and hair ruled the day.