Can we guess which high school clique you were in?

Congratulations, you’re emo. It takes a special type of person to view the world from behind straightened sad-bangs. Highschool was a time where nobody got you. Not your parents, your teachers, or even your so-called friends. You are infinitely dark and mysterious, you thirst for meaning in this cold, cruel world but will find none among your peers. The only thing darker than your heart is your pristine collection of striped goth gloves and black and white vans. You’ve worked out most of your issues now, but your trench coat is in the closet waiting for the sads to come flooding back.

Yearbook quote: "Just like the hearse, you die to get in again” - My Chemical Romance

Congratulations! You’re the cool kid. High school was the peak of your existence. You were the first smoker (Marlboros), the first drinker (Jack Daniels), the first person to get a misdemeanor trespassing (the local community college to try weed). People idolized you, they followed your style, your hair, your effortless nonchalance towards life’s many inconveniences. But no-one did it as well as you. Your wardrobe full or monochromatic, simple clothes, your look was effortless. People remember you as a king and that’s the way you like it. It’s better than them knowing you’re now a mechanic with a crippling mortgage and a wife you hate.

Yearbook quote: "Cool, whatever man"

Congratulations! You’re the Preppy D-Bag. Life has always been pretty easy for you. Naturally intelligent, rich and good-looking, everything you could’ve wanted for has been spoon-fed to you by your loving, if not slightly overbearing parents. You’ve managed to win the approval of nearly all of your peers with various flashy parties and trips to your families summer house in the Catskills. You’re smarter than the jocks, richer than the cool kids, high school was a breeze. A future of Ivy League education and country clubs await.

Yearbook quote: “I have to be successful because I like expensive things"

Congratulations! You’re a jock. You live and breathe football/basketball/lax. Your free time is spent lifting, practicing, eating right and mentally prepping for the big game. You're one of coach’s favorites and dated the hottest cheerleader. High school was about noogeying nerds and crushing it on the daily. If you were lucky you locked down enough scholarship money to get you to a D1 school and a future of communications majoring or the incredibly unlikely possibility you might become a professional athlete. If you achieved the former, you’re now back in your hometown working at Walmart, if the latter, you’re a fourth string RB for the Chicago Bears.

Yearbook quote: “Coach said my passing game has really come on this season"

Congratulations! You're a nerd. While high school was not the easiest place, it was made more comforting by a loyal squad of chess club friends and the knowledge you would all inherit the earth. You rocked a Casio wristwatch which was uncool at the time, and now, kind of retro. You are now worth billions of dollars and live in a futuristic Californian mansion with an interactive fridge and garage full of hybrids.

Yearbook comment: I am the light in the darkness, ally to good, nightmare to you!

Congratulations! You're McLovin. Somewhere in the middle of high school society, you were neither entirely lame, but still not really cool. Weekends were never-ending attempts at getting into parties or into bars with fakes, and thinking of a way, any way at all, to gain the attention of your crush. Chicka-chicka-yeah, fake ID, you're tight..

Yearbook quote: "Waking up is the second hardest thing in the morning"

Congratulations! You're a Queen Bee. High School was your dominion, and you ruled over your subjects with an iron fist. Outwardly, you maintained a facade of icy steel, but inside you had a deeply insecure core that longed for love.

Yearbook quote: "I'm sorry that people are so jealous of me, But I can't help it that I'm so popular"

Congratulations! You're a Drama Kid. All the world's a stage, especially when you're studying to get into Juilliard. Breaking out into song is life's greatest pleasure, except for when your lead rival Kevin outshines you on the chorus, which leaves you seething inside, as you smile and do jazz hands on the outside.

Yearbook quote: "Hannah Montana says nobody's perfect, but here I am"