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You knew me in high school. Well, maybe not me specifically (unless
you
happened to go to high school in St. Louis, in the early 90s),but you
knew people exactly
like me. I was the girl who sat behind you in English class, who never
answered any
questions but still got A's on all my papers. You didn't really talk
to me unless you
needed someone to proofread your Shakespeare essay. You usually found
me writing for
the newspaper, or doing tech work in the theatre.
Guess what? You also knew the BSB in high school. Now, if you're
in high school
right now, you're probably sighing "gee, I wish,but none of the guys
at my school are
even remotely like the BSB."Wrong ... even I, who went to an all-girls
high school, knew
guys like them in high school. (We did have a brother all-boys school,
after all.) There
are guys like them in every high school ... unfortunately,they either
had other girls
crawling all over them, or didn't get attractive or desirable until
after they graduated.
Don't believe us? Check out these descriptions ... you knew these guys. Trust us.
Disclaimer: A lot of assumptions are based on VH1's "Before They
Were Rock
Stars" segments. Also, before you get all offended at any of these,
think of this. I would
never have been friends with my lovely cohorts on this page in high
school. As a matter
of fact, the DivaJen and DivaChickie assure me they would have probably
put me on
anti-depressants without breaking a sweat. However, I managed to grow
a backbone in
the years after high school - and if that particular miracle could
happen,anything is
possible for the guys. This whole thing also assumes that you, the
reader, were a member
of one of our social groups, or one like it. You know, the ones that
had a good time but
never got a prom queen elected or threw parties that the police broke
up at three AM.
The middle-of-the-road groups to the totally-uncool-and-loving-it groups.
If you weren't a
member of these groups, well ... enjoy it anyway.
Kevin - Superjock. Had every varsity cheerleader at some point
in time.
Ultra-cool, had a crowd of wannabes following him around constantly.
Freshman and
sophomore girls swooned if they even thought he looked their way. He
was probably a
pretty nice guy, but all you knew was that he had a bunch of assholes
as friends. Besides,
his crowd and your crowd were so not-together, he never even knew you
existed. I would
have been terrified of him and his crowd, and avoided him like the
plague.
Brian - Another jock, but not a part of the superjock crowd. The
kind of guy you'd
actually cheer for if you ever stuck around for sporting events. Class
clown ... teachers
loved him in spite of themselves. One of the rare breed that could
migrate between the
ultra-cool crowd and the not-so-cool crowds without being hated by
either. Honestly, I
probably would have had a secret crush on him.
A.J. - A class clown type of a different sort. Hung out
with a dangerous crowd,
but you never considered him dangerous. He was just too weird
... he talked a big talk,
annoyed all the teachers, but never really crossed the line enough
to get in really big
trouble, probably because he had such a quick tongue. Almost
a wannabe -- he would
probably have hung on the fringes of everything. I probably would
have been intrigued
by him, but avoided him any way ... I was a coward in high school.
Howie - Probably the only BSB who would have been a card-carrying
member of
one of our social groups. Your best friend or your lab partner; the
guy you went to
homecoming with after you broke up with your boyfriend, just so that
you wouldn't have
to go stag. If you went to high school with him and saw him now, you'd
be asking all your
friends "he wasn't that attractive when we knew him, was he???"
Personally, I knew (and
was friends with) a lot of guys like him in Model U.N. and the speech
league. (Which, of
course, leads me to wonder how those guys grew up ... hmmm ...)
Nick - [Assuming, of course, that Nick actually attended a normal
high school]
One of the guys desperate to be a part of the in crowd. Probably got
shoved in a locker as
a freshman, but was shoving other people in lockers by senior year.
His good looks got
him plenty of girls from the fringe crowds, but never the cheerleaders
and other popular
girls he really wanted. The kind of guy who never knew when to keep
his big mouth shut,
especially around teachers. Still, somehow, you found him vaguely endearing,
probably
because he was so darned cute. I probably would have just ignored
him, for fear of being
humiliated if he ever decided to pick on me.
So, there you have it. Look at the guys in your school --
I’ll be you can find ones
that fit these descriptions. Don’t write them off, ladies ...
you never know where they
might be in a few years!
