Growing up, I went to a small school that ended in 8th grade. This meant that for high school, I headed to a new school, with strangers who didn’t have any preconceived notions about who I was. Since I was entering an all-girls’ prep school in Tennessee, I decided I’d become the ultimate southern prep. Over the summer, I spent my days shopping for polo shirts, buying Lily Pulitzer skirts, and investing in the latest Patagonia pullovers. When I walked…