I'm six years old, and I'm secretly watching the girls in my class loudly chatting in the corner of the classroom. It's 2008, and I'm quietly sitting on my desk, wondering to myself: "Am I not important enough for a simple goodbye?". I nervously shift on the chair, impatiently waiting for the minutes to tick by. My red sweater is itching against my throat. The teacher came in and we begin class as usual. Ms. Claudia is talking about our final reflections…
I shouted happily and his angry face brighten up. " Little Bellator!" He laughed happily and embraced me in his giant meaty, muscular arms. " Oh how I missed ye!"…
“Yeah, this is a lot different than my other school. What’s your name?” he asked as if he didn’t know who I was.…
“I think you should talk to him for a little bit, he has something to tell you. I was going to tell you last night, but you were uninterested,” Sophie voiced her opinion without anyone asking for it, but all for the right reasons. “I’ll go with you if you would like me to,” Sophie was honestly only trying to help, but everyone was getting a bit annoyed.…
I dreaded the alarm that woke me up at 6:30 in the morning. It was as loud as a screaming toddler that could be heard for miles. I groggily got out of bed and got ready for my first day of school. It was a weird feeling not putting on a uniform like I had been for the past nine years, but I also enjoyed that freedom. The nervousness became more and more intense as I could closer and closer to campus. When we arrived, I got out of the car, and watched my dad drive off to go take my younger sister to school. There was no going back now; I had no other choice than to walk through those doors. I felt like my throat was in my stomach. I noticed some familiar faces, and I walked towards them. While I was approaching my friends, a senior, facing toward me, walked passed. He must have been at least six feet tall, which was incredibly intimidating for me at just over five feet. I was not used to the fact that I’d potentially have classes with these giants. Additionally, the array of new teachers, and having to learn all of their teaching styles and things they did or did not tolerate was hard in…
"Hey Cadence, you found me fast. " Ophelia chuckled. We both turned to the stage set up at the other end of the room to see the headmaster, Augustus VonGericht.…
"You pathetic little girl!" She seethed. Did I mention she was a senior, two grades ahead of Noah and I? My lips rolled into my mouth before they popped back out and into place.…
“Woah, you better watch out. You don’t know who’s out to getcha!” Jonathan hollered back over his shoulder with a chuckle.…
"None of your business okay?" she replied again in a cold way," Just.. leave me alone."…
“What are you doing near my locker, dweeb?” Mason, the schools toughest jock yelled as he shoved me into the wall, causing a groan to escape my lips. I didn’t have time to answer as he threw me into the tile floor and the laughs of his delinquents echoed through the hallway. I felt like I couldn’t move, but I had to. I collected my scattered books and stumbled forward, holding on to myself more than I have before. My eyes were full with tears, but I couldn’t let my emotions slip more than they already have while everyone could see. I ran out of the school, and didn’t turn back. I had to get out of that hell.…
the girl now looked annoyed, and replied back with anger laced in her voice, "i don't fucking know who you are. get out of my way."…
“Obviously coming in, what did you think I was doing?” he sneered, looking happy with himself.…
Alex started twisting a piece of my hair around his finger. “The only way I’m leaving is if I take you with me."…
“Um...hello?” asked Flannery, walking into the detention room. She was surprised (and slightly unnerved) to see how normal it looked.…
It was the most hottest day at Sacramento High school, I was glad they have an AC every time i get inside i feel cool and fresh. I was also glad my best friend came to this high school with me his name is Dominic Santiago but i call him in his nickname i gave him Dom for short to save time. It was homeroom and once i went inside the classroom i find an empty desk where i can’t sit next to new people i don’t know. My homeroom teacher was a woman named Mrs. Salasar who teaches biology. She hand out our schedules which were our classes. when homeroom was over it was first period and so on until break or lunch once second period was over it was break and i found my best friend Dom who treats me like a brother. I yelled out his name across the hallway and once he heard me he also screamed across the hallway.…