Icepack: A Fictional Narrative

of the bathroom I was still crying, one teacher saw me and just laughed. I don't know what my mom did

She laughed at him coldly, “No, don’t be sorry. I should be the sorry one because all this time I believed you’d stay, that you’d be able to handle my mess. That was my mistake. So, I’m sorry that I thought you were

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

Marie and I had just left her house and were walking to the tryouts. It was a really quick walk because she lives only 2 houses away from the studio. This was back in August 2017, a few days after dance camp ended for the summer. We hurried down the stairs to go inside and kept talking about how nervous and excited we were the whole way down. Once we got inside of Bleker’s, we started talking to the other girls. After just a few minutes we were all taken into the dance room and together we all learned a hip hop, jazz, and tap routine. We only had about 30 minutes to learn all of the routines so we were all feeling a little rushed. Before we knew it, the dance teachers put us into groups of 3-5 girls. These groups were the people we would perform our dance routines with. My group was Meghan S, Grace, and I.

The pad of my thumb slides over my cheek, wiping away tears. I step closer, putting my hands on her hips, pulling her closer. “I don’t understand,” I admit. “Why are you so upset, Juliet? Why are you overreacting? I went to a bar, drank a little, and kissed a girl.”

"Andrea, stay here with the others. I'm getting supplies and your father is going to get some weapons," Andrea's mother informed her. "Never leave this house, no matter the circumstances," she instructed.

On Monday I got up in front of my class and I told them exactly what I told Tiana and I even answered some questions I pictured all those question marks in my teacher’s head go poof. There were some people that still thought I was odd but that didn't matter because for the most part I was pretty cool I made a lot of friends at my because of this but Tiana is still my best friend and always will be because she taught me this very valuable lesson and she never judged me for how I

I admit that I cried alongside her because that summer had been so tough and challenging, but that moment made it truly worth it. Somehow the relationship that I had built with her that summer had helped her achieve that moment and was the most significant accomplishment of my work at Wediko. If there was even a handful of moments like those in my future, then I have picked the right

As I walked to my locker the bell rang and a voice came over the speaker saying that all the students needed to make there way to the gymnasium for a speech by the principle of the Junior High. I wasn’t very informed on what to do in the school for anything, so while everyone was putting their school materials away, I was making my way to the gymnasium so I had a head start to make it on time if I got lost. This was where my difficulties and

“You’re in tears? Forgive me, my love,” she kissed my wet cheeks. “But I can't stay here any longer.”

Why didn't she slow down, when she heard that there was ice bergers in the area.

I was shocked, SHE UNDERSTOOD! "LINH, NO YOU DON'T. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS LIKE TO LOSE A FRIEND. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT

"It's been thirdly minutes. You can take that off of your head for a little while, if you want to" Zach says, as he looks back gown towards his bowl.

For Homecoming I had date. I didn’t really want her to be my date, I wanted somebody else to, but unfortunately I couldn’t have her as my official date to homecoming. But going with my day, 6:30 hit, I started to get ready, at the same time waiting for my brother to pick me up. I begin to start thinking about her once again and then I told my self that “she is not going to ruin my homecoming”. My brother finally arrived.

As the end of the night approached us, I couldn’t stop thinking about how many mixed emotions I had about starting a whole new chapter in my life. I couldn't wait to go to college, meet all new people, get a degree so that I could start my career path, but I knew that meant I had to say goodbye to my two best friends, who were moving several hours away from me. This was one of the hardest things I had ever had to do in my life. We all cried a little, and then made promises to keep in touch, and then we were off into the real world! I was very happy to be at this point in my life, but I was scared deep down inside.