The cab came to a sudden halt and the driver said, “Here we are, Suffolk High School.” A wave of excitement rushed through Brynn. She paid the cab driver, which included a very nice tip, and walked up to the open gates of her school. As she was approaching the football field where the boys were practicing, Alexander started to walk towards Brynn. Her heart was beating over a mile a minute as she tried to keep her cool. “Hey, umm… Krystal right?” stated Alexander. “Yeah, but I prefer to be called
As I finished my last piece, Sarah’s older brother, Mason, the high school baseball team catcher, came down the creaking steps descending between floors directly in the middle of the house, “Who’s ready for some fun!? Let’s go ding-dong-ditching.” He sounded like a five year old walking into a candy store, full of excitement
danger. I had always thought that it was this town. I never realized it was me. It was around August that I started school. I was going to be my very first high school. Grant High School which is in The reason I say that this is my first high school is because I have been home schooled my whole life. I never understood why I was home schooled while my siblings were going to public school. Anytime I would ask my mother she would always tell me that it’s because I don’t know how to control my vampire
that I found the majority of my time in high school to be quite enjoyable. I did my work and earned decent grades—all while providing a solid foundation for my collegiate future. Being a member of the Sweeny Bulldog Band and varsity tennis team supplemented me with life lessons that I could not have acquired in a purely academic setting. In short, I feel that the combination of academic and extracurricular activities that I took part in during high school have helped me develop a strong set of core
and figure things out on my own. School was always a safe place for me but then sixth grade came. I was two months late as I walked into my math class, not realizing that the teacher would turn me and the entire class into mutes. I remember the walls being red but later I was told all the rooms in the school were actually painted pale blue. The teacher, whom was in charge of my math, science, and social studies classes ran her room
Sitting on a smelly, yellow bus with my best friend, Rachel, heading towards Newberg High School. We start to get mentally prepared for our cross country meet. Then Danya, a freshman on the cross country team, blurts out a riddle, “ As the book hits the ground a hundred people die.” When we arrive at Newberg High School, we only have half the riddle figured out. Walking out of the vehicle, chill races up my spine. I follow the people up into the metal bleachers. Our couch, handed out maps of the
When I got in trouble in 1st grade!!! One day in 1st grade I decided to draw on my desk with black marker behind her back and then she heard a squeak from the marker and turned around and saw my desk.And then she said ‘’Alexis go to the safe seat’’ you need to fill out this think sheet and you need to think about what you just did to your desk.When I was looking around the classroom people were staring at me in a rude way and then they started laughing really loud at me so then I felt really
Sitting on a smelly, yellow bus with my best friend, Rachel, heading towards Newberg High School. We start to get mentally prepare for our cross country meet. Then Danya, a freshman on the cross country team, blurts out a riddle, “ As the book hits the ground a hundred people die.” When we arrive at Newberg High School, we only have half the riddle figured out. Walking out of the vehicle, chill races up my spine. I follow the people up into the metal bleachers. Our couch, handed out maps of the cross
the most certain whisks with hundreds of silhouettes. The high school basketball tournaments integrated many contestants that had highly techniques, yet I’m worldly the men dreamed to compete with them. However, the dream I’ve highly trusted on had cutted me off the varsity high school basketball.
arrived to Euclid High School in 2012, it was like a completely new world to me. Seeing a vast number of students inside one building, the maturity of all the upperclassmen, and the way people carried themselves. I had quite a few friends, but I tried hard to fit in. Now as a senior, I am almost fully matured and on my own path with my studies and originality. I had to find my sense of originality and stop trying to copy others overtime. In my freshman year of high school in 2012, I was an average