High School.

Defined as many word, but one describes it well over all.

Chaotic.

The hallways are filled with words of hate, with people wishing to date, and other who think it's a piece of cake.

The school tends to be stressed itself not only with noise outside of everyones mouth, but also with the noise in their minds that never gets out.

But stress is fought off like any other foe.

With love.

The love of a friend that comes out  when he or she protects you from the shoves.

The love of a teacher who know you cannot afford Uggs.

The love of a counsler who understands that at home there may be no love.

School is Choas, but Chaos is not all that is in School.

There is Love in the Middle of Chaos