When I was 14 years old I convinced my parents to let me leave my sheltered, white-bread college-prep private school to attend public junior high. It didn’t take me long to make a whole new set of friends.

We listened to heavy metal at all hours, hopped on public transportation to go to the mall, and used the word “party” as a verb. My parents were not amused.

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