My First Day In High School

After a short ten-minute walk home from school, when I finally arrived at my house, I flopped onto the couch. It was a Friday afternoon, and I was ready for the football game that night, and for the weekend to begin. My mom was sitting on the couch across from me and asked me how my day at school was. I described to her what had happened that day, and the stuff we did in my classes. As we get done talking about school, she inquired

Growing up I was known to be a very shy child. I was too scared to talk to anyone and I was very reserved. I always have cared about what people thought about me. I didn’t want to wear “boy” clothes because I worried kids would make fun of me. I didn’t even make close friends until fifth grade. When I did finally feel comfortable at school and found amazing friends, I decided to switch schools shortly after for a chance at new opportunities. It lead me to standing alone in a crowded high school while I waited for that first bell to ring, so I could head to my first period class.

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

One beautiful Monday morning, everything was calm (for now). I woke up very fresh, excited, and ready to go to school! It was a nice and sunny day, the best way to start a week. I woke up at 6:00 a.m and had a lot of time to get ready for the school day. After that I wore my clothes, did my hair, and brushed My teeth. Next, I had breakfast that included cereal, milk, and apple juice. My sister and I went outside and saw that my dad was waiting for us to get in the car, so that he can take us to school.

It was lunch time and I had a huge smile on my face, it was chilly, and gloomy outside but my smile didn't go away. I swung open the double doors, and aroma of the different food build up, surrounding my nose, freedom at last. We had a mile next period and I loved the mile, in general I love running. I put my binders down and sat down with my friends. We talked about the mile, and other things that happened in school. My friends were always there when I need them. We continued our conversation as we ate our lunch.

I was in the bed sleeping until 6:30 when my mother came in. she told me to get up for school but I didn’t want to because it was too early and it was earlier than I had to before. My mom told me to get up and get ready and I guess I had to, I took a shower, at a granola bar with milk. Then my Mom and Dad drove me to school. I arrived at 7:30. I went to my first class Mrs. Malloys class it was weird to get my schedule first but then it was cool. I went to Mrs. Schermers room I had to do a docuement on my first day so far. Second period I had the same teacher but we had reading It was an okay class I guess. It’s now 9:40 and I’m having a snack in transition Mrs Malloy asked how things were going so far and I said

As I walk into the big, old, brick building that I would be spending the next three years of my life at, I wanted to turn around and run back in my mom’s shiny, new, and grey car. I had been dreading this day for months and now that it was here, I didn’t know how to react. Going to a new school can be hard, but there is always someone or something that will help you get through this tough time.

Mr.Evans told us about what we would be doing this year in there. My last class was ELA. She let us sit wherever we wanted, but changed her mind very soon because it didn’t work out. She told us about the class and what we were going to do. Then the bell rang and everyone rushed down the hallway to get to their lockers. Finally I arrived at my locker and got my stuff and walked out of the locker area and exited the school and went to look for my bus. I finally found the bus and then sat in the back with my friends. The bus was hot because there were a lot of people on this bus and it was crowded.The bus ride wasn’t that long. It was at least 30 minutes.We talked on the bus about the first day school and about how it was going to be this year and was it going to be a better year than last year not that last year wasn’t bad and we also had some fun on the bus but a few months later we didn’t know we were getting seats by the bus driver.The bus finally arrived at my bus stop and I picked up my stuff and said bye to the people on my bus and then I got off the bus and went to my house and walked in the house and that was when my first day of 7th grade ended and it wasn’t an exciting day because we didn’t do that

It was an ordinary school day, the first day of 8th grade. It all started with the ride to school.

I remember the day before school. I occupied myself by reading and watching videos online. My brother gave me advice on organization and my parents gave me their support. I felt over-prepared, yet I was still nervous. The day flew by quickly, and soon it was nighttime. I tried to go to sleep but was kept awake by the feeling of excitement and nervousness. At last, I slept after what seemed

“Ugh,” I uttered as I was stretching and trying to keep my eyelids open so I wouldn’t fall back to sleep in my comfy bed again. After sitting in bed for a couple of minutes on my phone, I finally got up to get dressed and prepared for the day. I did my regular routine which was, brushing my teeth, doing my hair, and making my lunch. As I got to school I was feeling pretty good for the whole day until I went into my math class with Mrs. Schroder. I was having such a horrible stomach ache and I was drowsy at the same time just wanting to go home.

On the first day of high school, we got up early like eager kids ready for a day of play. At Disneyland, people line up early to get their tickets and begin their enchanted day. As freshmen, we lined

A sudden ring from my phone sounding like a marimba song awakened me. As I tried to open my eyes from a peaceful sleep, I reached for my phone that felt miles away. Once I grabbed my phone I stopped my alarm and I saw the time, realizing what day it was. I got up, looked out the window staring at a glowing gold round shape beginning to shine into the morning sky. I walked over to my makeup counter preparing myself for a day I'll always remember. Finishing my typical makeup routine, I started on my hair. In the process of running down my flat iron onto my long dark hair, I began to think of the day I had ahead of me. I grabbed my outfit from my dresser that I put together the night before. I ripped off the price tags of a sleeveless olive lace shirt and denim dark washed ripped skinny jeans. Pairing my outfit with American brand boat shoes with black leather and mesh panels on the side. A rich, buttery smell escaped into the air reaching my nostrils and making my mouth water, along with sizzling sound in the background. I rushed into the kitchen to find my dad making fluffy pancakes, scrambled eggs, and crispy bacon. Minutes later, my mom shouted to my sister and I “time for the first day of school picture.” At that moment I realized I was minutes away from my first day of high school.

I woke up frantically to the sound of my alarm blaring. The time read six o’clock and I desperately wanted to go back to sleep. As I shut my eyes there was a banging on my door and I heard my mom demanding me to get up and get ready. It was my first day of middle school and I was a nervous wreck. This was the day I had been dreading for so long but knew I had to face it. I couldn’t drop out of middle school after all. I got prepared to leave, picking my best outfit, making sure I had all my supplies, and headed out the door to complete my first day of sixth grade.

After the bus ride,I got to school and immediately snap chatted my friends to see where they were so we could talk before school started.The five minute bell rang so I went to class. My first hour was Mr. campbells math. We did an activity to get to know each other. When that was over I had to find my second hour. It was in F House and I didn’t know where that was. So I asked someone and they ignored me because they were trying to find their class too but, I found it.