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clique of friends

But it’s not.

I know, because I’ve seen this before.

Way back in high school when I was a part of the “clique” and didn’t even know it.

You see, the cool kids were guys I grew up with. Steve Fillmore. Brandon Jones. John Mark Hansen. Adam Howard. Just to name a few.

People in the school idolized these guys.

But I honestly don’t think they knew it. And if they did, they never once acted like it.

Me though, I was a bullied outcast everywhere else. But not with those guys. We all grew up on the same street together; we went to the same church classes, we had always been in the same grade. We’d hiked in the same mud and fished off the same cliffs. And while we didn’t really hang out together a lot outside of youth activities and church, those guys never once made me feel like I wasn’t part of them when I was there.

Them. And their little clique.

Those guys were the friendliest guys I think I’ve still ever met.

I saw them include just about anyone who approached them. I watched as they made sure all sorts of people were always welcome. I heard them on many occasions talk about different people and how they could make those less fortunates’ social lives better. These guys were just good guys. I still think fondly about them, and often. I hope my child grows up to be like them.

Them. And their little clique.

There was no clique, folks.

And it never once crossed my mind that other people thought they were a clique until later in life when I met up with old friends and even made friends with people I never knew back then. The conversation sometimes came up, “who did you used to hang with?” I’d tell them. And they sometimes say…

“Yeah, I remember those guys. The cool kids. That clique. I was never welcome in their group.”

And I’m always like, huh?

It doesn’t make sense to me.

“Did you ever approach them and try and make friends with them?”

“Well, no.”

“Did you ever say hi to them or try to be a part of their group?”

“No, they wouldn’t have wanted me.”

“Did you ever once make any effort at all to get to know any of them?”

“How could I? They already had their group of friends.”

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