Becca's Short Story: After High School

“So I guess I’ll pick you up around noon, so that we can go on more of an adventure tomorrow.” Archie suggested.

“Hey Taylor, Me and Sarah are outside waiting for you, we are giving you a ride to school.” Karina said.

The sound of construction crews and the smell of wood, plaster, and paint was so common placed now that it had become just another aspect of everyday life. With so much constant damage being done hourly, the only choice that could be made was to remove everything of value and replace them with easily replaceable and worthless copies of the originals. Not only was seeing Nate at the movie premiere was bad enough to cause the destruction of another room, but Quinn Holden was now openly dating Kendra Paisley’s best friend. Worst of all (if that were possible) the girl was being touted as a better actress then my daughter and had revived his musical career with only a few words. A knock came to his door and it was extremely long over do.

A girl named penny and her family have just moved back in town Penny noticed a red car at Mrs.Ruthie’s house and saw Caleb Devlin in the car.

The short story that is being analyzed is titled, “Note to Sixth Grade Self” written by Julie Orrigner. The central idea of this short story is a grown woman reflecting the troubles she faced in the time that she spent in the sixth grade. The main focus was the author trying to illustrate the struggles she experienced as an adolescent girl growing up in a world where she felt she was outnumbered by the popular students and the girls that were more pristine than she. This story beautifully illustrates the challenges many women face growing up and the insecurities that people face as they develop as humans. The author faced troubles being viewed as an awkward social outcast; the story is written in a way that illustrates the thoughts process and anxiety that a typical sixth grader would feel in a position where he or she feels out of place.

I started middle school at Bethany Middle school, I had my two older cousins going to school with me. One is the same grade I am and the other is two years older. It was nice having them but we all hung out with different crowds and sometimes we would not agree on the same things so we would not always get along. My first day of middle school was not as bad as i thought it would have been due to the fact that the Bethany middle school was not big at all. My 6th grade year was tough for me when it came to school work, i was used to the work from Central Elementary school and the Bethany Schools were much more strict and left a lot of homework so it was a big change for me. I remember my English class was the hardest along with science but I

“Samantha,” I said as I quickly walked up to her. “Elliot, welcome back, I’m glad to see you made it.”

There were at least one-hundred students standing in front of me. We were waiting for the same thing, to be able to walk across that stage and call ourselves high school graduates. For four years, I had walked down the same dimly lit hallway with the thought of this moment in my head and now the day had finally arrived. It was June 4th and here I was standing in the gymnasium corridors of Los Angeles Community College ready to become my own person, not just some frumpy high schooler.

She gave Haley a high five for scoring as well. “Alyvia you play forward with Elise.” She assigned the other girls positions as we walked out on the field.

“Come on Connie, my sweet girl, we’re just going for a ride, just you and me, we can go to the spot, then maybe that cabin in the woods” he said as though he hadn’t heard Connie, only tightening his hold on her arm in response and yelling to Ellie. “Hey Ellie, hop out of the car for me why don’tcha, make room for my girl”

Jake was a freshman, having just enrolled at the local community college. He was for the most part a good kid, except that he had hung around with the wrong crowd, and this had made him the unfortunate victim of circumstance.

“yeah, yeah,’ smiled Abby. Abby was on her way. She was running a little late but it was okay Caleb would not care. Abby hopped into her black Mustang and headed for Caleb’s house. It was very stormy and hard to see much of the road. Abby drove very carefully. Caleb didn’t live more than fifteen miles away but to get to his house Abby still had to drive on the highway. After about fifteen minutes Marcus headed out in his mom’s car since Abby took the Mustang. The storm was getting worse now he then got a text. It was from Caleb and it said, “Are you guys coming?’ that scared Marcus. Abby should have almost been there. Marcus kept driving and was hoping Abby would make it. He looked down as he got another message but couldn’t open it until he passed the canyon. He drove past the canyon then looked at the text and it was from Caleb again. The text read, “Are you guys okay?’. This time Marcus replied, “Yes, Abby should be there any minute I will be there a little later.” It probably wasn’t the smartest idea for Marcus to be texting but he couldn’t help it he was way worried. Marcus was now driving really fast trying to get to Caleb’s. He would be able to see Abby along the road if she needed help or something. He drove and drove and couldn’t find her. Finally, he got to Caleb’s house. Abby still was not there. Marcus was freaking out. Caleb called him down. Then Marcus’ phone started ringing. “Hello” said Marcus. Caleb could hear Mrs.

”Honey we are going camping” Mom said. Once everyone was up, we packed our bags and took off. Once we got there I zoomed off to Ashley's campsite to hang out.

Well I’m not really sure how to start something like this. I wish I could write something as simple as “I love playing my didgeridoo so much I just couldn’t imagine my life without it!” But my only talent here is faking who I was all throughout high school and my important life altering interest is girls. I could make this a cute story: Once upon a time, there was a little high school sophomore girl who pretended not to be gay and her whole life came crashing down all around her. However, this isn’t a cute story. You see, I had a bright future in front of me freshman year; I had amazing grades, I was popular, I even had a super cute boyfriend that everyone was so jealous of. The summer going into sophomore year, something didn’t feel right. I’m not sure how

It’s the end, high school is finally over. It’s finally graduation day, and a wave of emotion hit, and I’ve never been hit with a wave quite this hard, not even at the beach. I’m not the type to get sad, but as I walk around in my long draping gown, my cap the doesn’t quite fit because of my abnormally large head, and my state championship ring I can’t help but be overwhelmed with emotion. Being the guy that I am I ignore it as always and I continue going around to teachers and give them hugs, thanking them for the help they’ve given me. Watching everyone take pictures, crying, talking about their futures, and how “they’ll have to meet up sometime” as if they’re moving to another country when they are just really moving to the next town over. I swore the day before, the week before, even months before I would be sad, and wouldn’t know what to do with myself when today actually comes, but I can’t seem to find the emotions. All of them are on the inside and won’t come out. On the inside I feel sad, and upset and I want to just hug everyone and cry, but I can’t. I don’t have time to think about crying, because of all the chaos going on around me. We only got one practice in ahead of time, just about nobody actually listened to what we are supposed to be doing, so everyone’s doing their own thing. I walk through the halls and realize this is my final last. I’ve had my last soccer game, I’ve attended my last football game and cheered them onto another loss, and now in