My high school was too small, 45 in my graduating class, to have different groups/cliques. I dated and married the prettiest cheerleader, who also was head of the Honor Society. The starting backfield on the football team (I was the QB), along with one other player, were also the starting 5 on the basketball team, and we were all on the track team. At last count, 17 classmates have passed away. Some never left Southern Ohio, a few traveled the world. Some of us went to college, most didn't, but I like to think we all led the best lives we could.