Stereo Type Emo Love is about stereo types, and how they have come to be.
In this world, Stereo types are critisized...but not in a completely bad way..
and also... There are no favorites. I dont have a favorite stereo type. Quite Frankly i hate them all...
But i want to get everyone opinion on them...so here it goes...

So this is my story....

I like to stereo type people in so many ways. Im just kinda that weird kid that will look at you going "wtf" at any point in time...

I have storys upon torys of my interactions with people...and because im generally such a b-i-t-c-h people dont tend to want to hang out with me.
I find it okay to hang with the few friends i got andjust kinda, roll with the flow.

So im doing fictional storys about stereo-typing people and junk like that.

Since this is my first post...i guess i will start off with a prep story..
after all, those are the people i get most interactions with.

I would put down peoples specific names, but id rather not get ragged at, for half of our school knows about theotaku...

So here goes the story:::

The Prep and the Geek

this story is indeed fiction and noone should take offense

The door fluttered open to the sound of many students pouring into the hallway. Me and my friend, Oliver, were sitting in the front of the class room, drinking sodas when Phila Franchez walked into the door.

Oliver looked up surprised, and dreamily stared in her direction.
I could tell by his expression that he had a small little crush on her.

I knew that nothing but bad could come from this, for Oliver and i, are-- well, i wouldn't say we were nerds...we were just...normal.
Or at least i was.
Oliver enjoyed start trek, which in no offense to anyone, is pretty geeky.
Phila was the godess of our school...the one who baffels boys with her beauty and her loving stare, if you want to call it loving...

A week later i noticed oliver give Phila a pink-papered note--What a way to make yourself seem manly...
She walked up to him, and i had assumed she read it by the look on her face.
She took the note and told him to eat it, and then told all of his and her friends about the brave question asked by him.

She then decided to play around with his head. and he allowed her to. Oliver still is her monkey puppet...and she still knows what her beauty can do to boys.

End of story

Theres my prep story...hope you liked it