That sucks big time... For what it's worth though, I do kinda know how it feels. I was the textbook definition of an outcast throughout high school. It was only during the last half of my senior year that that changed even slightly. Even then, the only people I hung out with were those who knew me exclusively through the aforementioned ex-girlfriend. It's rough being ostrisized for something you truly love.
It didn't help that what lead to the puppetry club was my high school's production of
Little Shop of Horrors that year. The director more or less implied I'd be the body of the plant and then when the cast list came out she gave it to one of the more popular/director's-favorites kids. I was absolutely devastated. As soon as the cast list came out, he was suddenly treated like the best puppeteer ever and I was suddenly second-rate even though he hadn't even gotten the chance to be in any of the plants. Once the show came, he became the most popular guy in school because of it and I was the laughing stock due to the club debacle. It's amazing we even stayed friends after that. (though I could tell he a ton more respect for me after that show)
Interestingly enough, I was treated like a strange person for being obsessed with
Little Shop in my early high school years (being in the show made me lose complete interest in that overrated musical). But after the show, everyone was more obsessed with
Little Shop than I ever was. Don't feed the plants, indeed, people are such hypocrites.