Not In My School is a weekly feature that throws out one YA lit cliche a week to compare to my own high school days. Because we all know how accurate those fictional nuances are . . .
The chosen one
From fantasy to paranormal to supernatural and whatever hell else there is there's always just the one dude or chick that can save the planet/race of people/prom from completely imploding on itself. Except there are SO MANY of these chosen ones around that one can't help wonder if some high power just had a field day. I mean really, are there THAT MANY heroines that have super shitty taste in boys and jeopardize their destiny as a result? If anyone or anything hefted the weight of the world onto the shoulders of anyone in my school we'd be sucking earth dust in a gargantuan crater right now. People need to listen to this guy more -