Great I'm goign back to high school for my senior year...whooop de do....I've been freaking out ever since I knew it was nearing. You see all my life my older brother, Alex is perfect. When he was in high school he was handsome, popular, and got excellent grades which got him paid schoalship to Vanderbilt. In his senior year he was finishing football, dating a pretty cheerleader, and going to the college of his dreams. He was even voted Best Smile and Best Band in his year book. That's why he became my instant rival when he left. I started studying like crazy. I wanted to be as smart as him. I started swimming like nuts, I wanted to be as athletic as him. And...I whited my teeth and worked on my singing. None of them seem to do the trick. Alex has his faults though. He's short. When I was in sixth grade I was as tall as him as a senior. Years have passed and now Alex is working on graduate school. That's why I hate school. I'm expected to live up to my brother. Save me....