I was the outcast. I was fairly neutral with most groups, but our different backgrounds clashed (less wealthy kid in a private school). I just couldn't get on with people whose problems and aspirations were so different from my own.

By the time I left school my group of outcasts was fairly big and included a few younger kids who wanted the protection my intense dislike of bullies entailed. I don't regret my group at all and one or two I still keep in regular touch with even though my school friends were generally hardly my best friends. I was many things to different people, a loner (didn't hang out with many in my own grade), an outcast, a freak, an individual, a kid from the wrong side of the tracks (basically meaning I worked for my mobile phone and other money costing items rather than actually doing anything too bad, though I was known for that too [mostly rumours heard elsewhere as I didn't ever go into great detail about my life at school]) and several other often negative things.

To me, school didn't matter too much. It was a stepping stone I was forced to jump onto to get to the next one and when it was finished I became a lot happier, though admittedly still somewhat sad about the possibility of not seeing some people (including a few staff members) I'd grown kind of fond of.

As for how most of the kids seemed to fit into the scheme of things, generally most groups were kids of a single grade, and there was often a larger group of them with smaller groups of closer friends here and there. Wasn't how I did things though...