Double Life : The Chest Day Of My Life

When the first bell rang, they noticed that there was no sub coming. Karen went to the office, but she never told them about the missing sub. Because Karen is the class president, she told them to do what Mr. Fabiano left for the sub. When it was music, Rachel felt like singing with the rest of the class. Then Katie entered to get the book club orders. Tim told her about not having a sub. She didn't believe him. Then Morgan came and Karen told him about them not having a sub. He actually believed her. Then he messed around and left. When it was lunch they decided to tell all of 6th grade. Then, Bastian left to tell his friend, John about the missing sub. When they came back, they all started to play Doom 3 while the girls read. They all decided to do a rock rituals for Bastian’s last day of school. They all passed the rock around telling a memory until Rachel told a memory about him teasing Tommy Feathers.Then Bastian threw the rock and left the class crying. Then everybody was writing about Tommy Feathers death. When Bastian came back to the class, they all went to an assembly. Then, Bastian told Sean that he could keep Barkley. When they called all the teachers up to the front, they all looked at

The air was crisp and without a sign of clouds in the sky. Orange and yellow leaves blew to and fro, and despite it being late fall, it was hot, and the girl was lightly sweating. As she was walking to her car to get to her English class at another school, she enjoyed the warm and fresh air that only happens right before the cold, freezing winter. Because of the school’s miniscule parking spaces, the girl had to park further away in order to fit her moss green truck she drove, but she did not mind the extra walk in the bright afternoon. Inside her truck, she was met with musty, hot air. Instead of turning on the air conditioning, the girl decided to open her windows, to let the fresh air ventilate the truck and cool it off. As she drove out of the parking lot and stopped at a stop sign to turn right onto a busy road, a man noticed her from across the

It was that time of the year ,which was back to school, it was the day ,I got to meet my 8th grade teacher ,I was sweating and had butterflies in my stomach. It was coincidence to find my friend Sheyla at the parking lot. Sheyla said she has met her teacher ,but needed a few more supplies ,so she was just back from getting her last supplies. Sheyla’s family went with us to met my teacher ,and I was glad to see her because it was quite a while since I last saw her. Later, after we left Berkmar grounds,I went to Sheyla’s house and we hangout the rest of the day. It was the first day of school, usually I would be feeling nervous,but today I wasn't ,which was good because I didn't want have sweating hands and a racing heartbeat. I arrived at Berkamr and went straight to homeroom ,I found my seat and waited. My first day at school wasn't to bad because the only thing

In school there are many groups that can be identified within the film. It is interesting to see how five students who are all in different social groups came together at the end despite these differences. In the film, the students all get dropped off at the school to attend a Saturday detention all for various reasons. The characters in the detention were Allison Reynolds, John Bender, Claire Standish, Brian Johnson, and Andrew

It was a peaceful and normal first hour. Well, at least for the people in it. Everyone was yelling, and the teacher had just given up on trying to stop them, and now was just browsing for a retirement home in Key West. I looked up at Jordan, who was my best and only friend. Her spiked blond hair was never put down, even in the toughest rain. Her tan legs sat on top of her desk, and her pine green eyes scanned the school newspaper.

After a few weeks as interim principal, her mentor, Rick King, finds a pipe bomb at his school and had to evacuate the school. The news shook the community. All teachers, principals, and parents in the district were concerned it would happen again and consequently very vigilant. One morning, 20 minutes before school began, the principal walks outside and is met by

It is just like any other day for Cathy Hurley, principal of Wylie E. Groves High School. She sat at her desk, blindly clicking through several emails, her tortoise glasses resting lazily on the tip of her nose. The sun was hidden behind several thick, grey clouds; it looked like it would snow later. The thought of getting new tires for the upcoming weather briefly crossed her mind when there was a sudden knock at the door, making her jump. She briefly fixed her glasses and smoothed down her hair before calling “Come in!”

As soon as the bell rang he started to sob, he has never been late to one of his classes and been so humiliated in one day. Out of nowhere, he started to smell something burning. He wiped his tears away and got up. He slowly walked out of the bathroom and noticed smoke coming from the teacher’s lounge. Esther didn't know what to do until he heard a scream come from the room. He sprinted as fast as he possibly could in his green apple shoes.

Then, as the last girl passed through, everyone went back to their places. I sucked in a rasped breath as I pushed the red, thick steel lunch room doors. With my hair covering the front of my face like a funeral veil, I examined the hard, smooth marble floors as I shuffled through the sea of shoes until I reached the wall. A hush fell over the crowd as the principal came strolling in. He started giving a speech about the school dance this Friday, yet I drowned him out. Today was January twenty-seventh, Stella’s birthday. I could not hold it in anymore as I sank against the wall, silently letting all the sorrow and despair flow out of me. Two pink sneakers came to rest on the glazed marble floors. “Well, do you not want to join us?” questioned a clipped, sickly sweet voice. Willing myself to raise my head, I slowly brought my eyes up. She was wearing a short checkered skirt with a navy blue collared shirt. I met the girl’s eyes. A shocking electric blue. “Well, are you going to answer me or not?” she asked again. “Um...sure…” I replied, mesmerized by the amount of makeup the girl had on. I felt hands on my shoulders as her crew pulled me to my feet. I stared at the floor the whole time until I reached the designated “popular”

The next day she went to the smelly school and the day went on like any other. First period which was Tech, second and third period which was Star, fourth period which was Science, fifth period which was Language Arts, sixth period which Lunch, seventh period which was Social Studies, and was eighth period, Math. Leah was getting ready to leave when her

8th grade: I learned taking things for granted was a bad idea. On December 17, 2011, my mom was celebrating an early Christmas party with her friends in San Mateo, California. Around 1:30 in the morning, she headed to the bathroom and that’s when her life changed. She lost feeling in her body and her face looked drowsy. She luckily ran out the bathroom yelling for help, then passed out seconds later. The ambulance came in a matter of minutes. I woke up that morning, the house was silent as a library. I said “Good morning Beary” to my hamster, Chewy. There was a sense of sobbing in the kitchen, it was my Lola. “What’s wrong?” as I asked. She responds “Your mom is in the hospital and she had a stroke”. I broke down in tears like the Niagara Waterfalls. My lolo told us that my mom would have her surgery at Stanford Hospital since Mills Peninsula couldn’t take the procedure.

That was the bell for 8th hour. Everyone starts to run around like chickens with their heads cut off trying to get to class before the tardy bell. Then there’s us, in our little pack. Anastasiya and James head off to the band room while Mia, Kyle, Aaron and I head towards Mr. Quinn’s classroom. Mr. Quinn isn’t the greatest teach nor is he the worst. Everyone claims that Mr. Miles, the history teacher, is the teacher you want.

She tripped and almost fell when a fellow first year student bumped into her, anxious to get into the Great Hall. She cursed under her breath and pushed her brunette hair out of her face. The brunette girl was stuck in stampede of first year students, all of them rushing into the Great Hall to get sorted into their houses.

The first day of school is always exciting, especially when you love all of your classes and you have most of your classes with all of your friends. Rainy was so happy to go to school! She practically danced out of the house, she was so excited. That was when her older brother, Danny, looked at her, “ Why so smiley, Rain? Got some boy you’re chasin’?”

One bleak and particularly chilly morning during the fifth week of school, I woke up, got ready in my usual long sleeve and jeans, making sure to pull all the way down and not expose any skin, tied my long brown curly hair into a messy bun, and quietly made my way downstairs. I grabbed a banana to go and rushed outside, careful not to make a single sound in the dark house.