Ridgewood High School Creative Writing
Oh gosh a new school, a new year. I never liked this moving back and forth thing every time Dad gets a new job. There is no point in making friends, but this year will be different I thought, as I waited for the bus to arrive. I started to see the ugly mustard yellow bus approach me. As the door to the bus opened, the smell of damp, wet towels that have been sitting in a pile for weeks on end ,and overly sweet perfume punched me in the face. “Maby this year won't be so different after all,” I thought as the bus doors opened. Ridgewood High I thought a new beginning, but I ran to my first class, honors calculus. I was scared to approach anyone based on my looks. I have dark brown hair, dorky square glasses that are too big on me that I
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B. But guess what the cat dragged in, Gianna. She was running 5 minutes late according to her slip, I wasn’t buying that for a second. She then looked at me and made a grin like the Grinch. This was horrible, I thought I was away from her, but now the fun just begins. In art we were doing paper mache, when layers of paper glued and pressed together, molded when moist to form various articles, and becoming hard and strong when dry. For the next couple of days everything was going good, until we needed the paper mache glue. When I put my hands in, it was all cold, and felt like jello or something gooey. I thought I was cool, but Gianna didn’t. She thought it was gross, however when she placed her hands in the glue she flung it right back whacking me in the face, But once again I was being blamed for the whole thing again, I got 4 detentions for harming other students safeties.
The next couple of weeks have been a bore, I just talked to some nerd in my science class. Still no friends, I just sat there while the world spinning around me. I started to head to my locker wishing the day was over when a piece of paper fell out. I picked it up it was in the shape of a heart saying. meet me after school at 2: 30 pm in the theater room, I want to see you. I was filled with excitement, “is there really a boy wanting to talk to
B. But guess what the cat dragged in, Gianna. She was running 5 minutes late according to her slip, I wasn’t buying that for a second. She then looked at me and made a grin like the Grinch. This was horrible, I thought I was away from her, but now the fun just begins. In art we were doing paper mache, when layers of paper glued and pressed together, molded when moist to form various articles, and becoming hard and strong when dry. For the next couple of days everything was going good, until we needed the paper mache glue. When I put my hands in, it was all cold, and felt like jello or something gooey. I thought I was cool, but Gianna didn’t. She thought it was gross, however when she placed her hands in the glue she flung it right back whacking me in the face, But once again I was being blamed for the whole thing again, I got 4 detentions for harming other students safeties.
The next couple of weeks have been a bore, I just talked to some nerd in my science class. Still no friends, I just sat there while the world spinning around me. I started to head to my locker wishing the day was over when a piece of paper fell out. I picked it up it was in the shape of a heart saying. meet me after school at 2: 30 pm in the theater room, I want to see you. I was filled with excitement, “is there really a boy wanting to talk to