Creative Writing: Fighting At Franklin High School

Carmen laughs and say. “I just told you why I have to go”, said Carmen. ”Why you treating Carmen like that”, said Brooklyn? This whole conflict turned into something it wasn’t. People who were in the park turned around and started looking and staring, and some even might have pulled out their phones. “ This is not called for”, said Carmen. The general manager over the whole park heard and saw the fuss and went over there to see what was going on. “ What seems to be the problem”, said general manager. “I have finals today, and Miss manager here is making me late”, said Carmen. “First, She was talking to me telling me that she was getting ready to go, so I can take her last hour and Ms. Manager came over to her with a mean look on her face; starting trouble”, said Brooklyn. “School come first Carmen, it’s okay go and take your finals, good luck baby girl”, said general manager. “ And for you manager, stop being mean to your co-workers loosen up a little bit ”, said general manager. Manager rolled her eyes and walked

Upper school English teacher Ms. L.C. says her favorite smell is that of a melting popsicle in the summer. “I love the sweet fructose of the popsicle juice,” said L.C. “Especially the way it combines with the smell of the wooden stick.”

He stared at the empty space next to Sodapop for the longest time wishing that their fifth counterpart was here to witness all that was going on. Steve had been caught by the fuzz shoplifting just two months before. He had been reckless thinking that he was so slick, but when he would have barely been able to walk a straight line there was no doubt that he would have been

I comfortably drive my car into the desolate street, Perusing the deserted buildings, Smashes windows and rusted For Sale signs. The car locked up like Fort Knox. I observe the street for trouble. Two young boys look at me from afar as if I'm an alien. Do I stand out that much same greasy hair, expensive clothes, a smart car I suppose I am out of my comfort zone? “Mister, you don’t belong here” his hand gripped his switch. “Pony.... Ponyboy Curtis” I stammer “I live here or at least I did, I'm here to see two-bit’ The Boys turn around “geez his old now” the boy's chirp. The boys stroll away in awe that they saw the great Ponyboy.

This is it. The championship game is in the last quarter, down to a minute and a half. The line of scrimmage is at the 10-yard line. Jeffery, the quarterback, fields the snap, and he looks for an open receiver. Tommy, his best friend and the tight end, is unmanned in the end zone. The throw is perfect. The crowd roars in excitement that Thomas Jefferson High School won the State Championship.

Laurie, at first, did not seem at all interested. But when Laurie’s father and I both said that we knew that he was Charles, he just stared at us. “Laurie, or should I say Charles,” said Laurie’s father, “Your mother and I are very upset at your behavior.” “Lying to us is never the right thing to do. Not to talk about all the other trouble you have caused. Kicking the teacher, yelling in the classroom, being fresh, and telling other kids to say swear words is absolutely not ok Laurie!” I could see that Laurie felt a sense of fear. “Laurie,” I said, “Your father and I are going to have to punish you for what you have done. But first, we need you to apologize to your teacher and all of the students for your behavior during the past couple weeks. Do you know what it means to apologize?” “It means to say sorry,” said Laurie. “Correct,” I said. “So when you go to school today, I will ask your teacher to give you a chance to have a word

“Todd, come sit,” Mr. Tuck says as he pats a chair that is next to his desk. “What was the outburst about in class?”

“No! You can’t do this! She didn’t do anything!” Willow shouted once they started to move away. Clarke struggled desperately against them while Willow tried to grab her.

The headmistress no longer had to wonder from where young Miss Charlotte had received her attitude problem. She readjusted herself in her chair and cleared her throat. “At any rate, I’m glad to finally see that Mr. Smith had decided to participate in his children’s education. I see Ms. Tyler fairly often for various offenses, but this is the first time all of your children have been disruptive in the same day,” she directed at Mr. Smith.

“You right,” Zac said but then paused for a second, “I’m going to go downstairs and stop this right now!”

“What?! Oh, no way, man, Coach will murder me for just telling him,” Todd called as Jared left him standing alone. “Ah man,” he heard Todd say, as he threw down the rest of his egg roll.

“You were telling me how you got here.” He stopped looking at the ground. “I said you don’t have to talk about it.”

Neville High school is truly my alma mater because over the past 4 years, it's become my second home. The teachers greet students with a warm smile that infects the students, making them smile back. When you walk down the halls, you can feel the tiger pride in the air, whether that pride is for a sports team, our dancers, or for academics. Neville is a miniature melting pot, with students and faculty of different backgrounds with different cultures, making for an exciting learning experience of not just academics, but life as well. From our football team, to our top performing students, to our performing arts department, Neville exudes excellence.

Todd, a new student at Welton Academy is painfully shy and anxious to speak up. Being constantly told he needs to live up to his older brother’s reputation leaves him constantly tormented. The amount of pressure that Todd’s parents have on him lead to intense shyness, to the point he can scarcely converse with others. “Mr Anderson thinks everything inside of him is worthless and embarrassing.” Mr Keating looks down on Todd as a result of a high angle shot, making Todd look idle and powerless, telling

Hi i’m Keiry, and this is my story of how I stuck up to a bully named Anderson.