Apparently, the clique labels of jock, prep or kicker have been joined by a group called Emo. Not sure what it stands for, what it is an abbreviation of or what it really means, but it's a group.
This group dresses somewhat goth-like -- dark clothes, dark stringy hair, skinny jeans, dark eyeliner. And, it's both boys and girls, sixth through eighth grade. I've seen kids matching this description walking to and from school -- plus Christopher points them out to me. He has no desire to dress like them or hang out with them, but he knows who they are.
Today, while he and his friend were walking home, there were more than the usual numbers of Emos walking home. When he called me to tell me his was on his way home, he made a comment about the Emos and how they looked. He wasn't scared, but I thought it was interesting he pointed it out.
I told him, just ignore them and they will ignore you. I think there appearance bothers Christopher . . . and a big group of them didn't help either.
He and his friend made it home. They are OK and they aren't Emos.
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