Creative Writing: New School

Most soon-to-be seniors spend the summer before their last year of high school hanging out with friends or working summer jobs. I spent mine packing my bags and moving across the ocean to start my senior year at a brand new school.

Sunshine was pouring out from in between the buildings, casting shadows all around Ponyboy and the gang as they walked to Pony’s school. They were taking their time walking down the streets and for the first time they all were really seeing what was all around them. Memories were surfacing in their minds showing them what it all meant to them. With every step they took on the sidewalk they remembered a different memory as if they were walking down memory lane. Ponyboy didn’t think it was possible for him to be walking down this street for the last time as a high school student, but he had gone through the years with great grades that earned him many scholarships.

but the doubt isn't completely gone; y/n still worries sometimes about making new friends and then her friends leaving, or using her.

I drove slowly down the winding small gravel driveway surrounded by tall trees and forest that led to St. Agnes Cane Hill Psychiatric Hospital. I had been sent a letter by the director Mr. Jonathan Hammond, in the letter the kindly informed me that my great aunt Carolynne had passed away and since I was her only living relative it was up to me to come collect her belongings or they would be thrown away.

“Chloe move it, you take up the space for both of our lockers.” Annie said pushing Chloe out of the way.

Soggy streets, bland houses, and terrified citizens fill Rivertown, Virginia. Dark, gloomy weather has been rampaging since the death of a freshman at Rivertown High School, six months ago. The leafy, emerald pines that make up the forests of this small city, have been dulled by the rain and lightning. These forests are now considered dangerous due to the mud, roots, and the hills that are scattered across the land. Disappearances of more high schoolers in the area have the whole state terrified.

“Anything that can help us find out who did this.” I said, examining the crime scene. I walked towards what used to be the glass case that held the crown, but was now a useless, shattered cube.

I hate school, I mean everything is going wrong. Robbin has now got a boyfriend, his name is Jack and I personally think he is a jerk. He is one of those guys at high school that you would find surrounded by cheerleaders. Oh did I mention, he is the captain of the football team? what a jerk. Okay actually, Jack is a really nice guy, very popular as he is the captain of the football team, no wonder Robbin likes him. I mean look at me, I am the kid you would find in high school, oh wait I am the kid in highschool who you won't even notice. Right now as I am writing I can feel my veins popping out as my blood rushes through my face. Could this day get any worse?. Oh did I mention, Robbin is my best friend?. We have been best friends for a very

This time the store owner had called the police. Roxy had shoplifted from his establishment before but I had always been able to fix it; most times by paying double the price. Peering through the faceted glass of my front door, I could see Mr. Pachenko pacing the brick-edged sidewalk, his face pale with anger. With his blood pressure, the bright red spots on his cheeks would be with him for the rest of the night.

She doesn’t know who I am anymore. She doesn’t even know her own name. Though this may be true, it is my mission to save her from herself. Her name is Amber. She’s eighteen years old but suffers from Alzheimer’s disease.

Hansly soon followed her, but before he did he stare at Joshua with extreme disappointment. His dark brown eyes left Joshua stunned, as he never seen him so upset about anything. Joshua turned his face toward the window and starred at the atmosphere where he saw a gray clouds shrouding the blue and sunlit sky with a frigid air. As the bus stopped at Detroit Cristo Rey High School, Joshua then proceeded to go to his homeroom class where he would find his friends and try to apologize to them for his actions. As he enters the classroom he only found Rose, his father, and his teacher, Mr. Peter, conversing to each other.

Here I am. In a small town in the middle of Colorado at my new school. It’s my first day and I’m already sweating. I guess it makes sense, since I’m an elemental. The bell rings and I rush inside. Even though there are so many people I feel alone and excluded.

“It looks fine Maci. Now go upstairs and get washed up for dinner, your father will be home any minute.”

How to Survive High School Rule 10: Beware the main hallway. It’s a lot like traffic. It will surely test your patience. Especially when there’s that one group walking slower than a snail. We all wanna scream, we know, we know.

There is nothing like waking up to a blow job to get the day going. I opened my eyes to find Megan's blond head slowly up and down on me as the necklace lifter and fell on my leg while it dangled from my neck.