My First Day Of High School

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.

Then my mom went home and we took pictures for our protime. Of course I looked like crap because I was crying two minutes before we took the pictures. Then we went out of the class and went to second period, and I had ELA. I went in and saw where we were supposed to sit, so I went and sat there. There was this kid named Derek Olsen in the same class. So the teacher talked about class procedures and then the class was over. Then Derek came up to me and we started talking.

The class started off airy and light, and I was enjoying getting close to the students I would only usually pass in

My first day as a seventh grader was crazy. Once I got off the bus, I walked into the building and found myself not knowing what to do. So, I just followed the other kids to see where they were going. After following them, I found myself in the gym. Everyone was talking to their friends and comparing their schedules to see if they had any classes together. I looked to see if I could find any of my friends from last year, and fortunately I did. They were sitting on the other side of the gym at the top row. I walked up the bleachers stairs and sat by them. I had not seen some of them since the last day of sixth grade. Then, I saw Mrs. Grieb and Mrs. King come up to give us a first day of school speech.

I walked into the loud building so scared and nervous. I couldn't believe today was the day. The day i'm finally in middle school. That day was the day that I could officially call myself a Vista Verde Middle School student. When I walked into the building the bell had rung for us to proceed to class. On my I spotted one of my very good friends, Esmeralda. After I said hi to her I walked to my first period class which is room 403 and my teacher is Ms. Blasnek.

It was a normal school day at Brookhurst Jr. High in 7th Period were my friends and I were talking and waiting for the bell to ring so we could all go home and the school day would be over. Before I left I needed to go to the bike racks to get my skateboard so I could ride it home.

I walked into Mrs. Bell’s class and talked to some of my friends until the bell rang. I sat down, took my homework out and then I opened up my chromebook to go onto CPM, our math program. I started to correct my homework that was due for the day and then Mrs S. came up to our table, she checked off our homework saying thank you for finishing.

My alarm went off at 4:45a.m. As soon as I heard it, I knew I had a long day ahead of me. My parents started screaming and telling everyone to get in the car. My mom, dad, two brothers (Nico and Adrian), grandfather, and I all put our luggages in the car and got seated. At 5:00 a.m. we were out the door and on the road for a 10 hour drive to Seaside, Florida.

It was my favorite and first and class of the day – even though it was third period – because it was a class that did not bore me and it made me think. The class was fair and challenging, but it was not stressful. The humorous jokes said during the class as well as the comments made towards certain students were delightful to listen to as we were doing the labs in class. Also, I’d like to mention that your T-shirts are awesome. From comparing teachers and classes, I noticed that you were teaching more topics than some other teachers. For example, I learned more about css and html than my peers did because we were not simply using pre-made templates. I learned how to integrate all of this together with python into the labs and projects that were not only functional but they were also aesthetically pleasing to the eyes. All the above things motivated me to work harder in

As I walked in, I was happy to see that I had multiple friends in the class. We sat down and began to talk and then the teacher introduced himself as Mr.Hout. I did not think much of my new teacher, I just sat and listened as he called attendance. He called us by our first names and almost

On the first day my locker surprisingly opened on the 3rd try. After that I didn’t know what to grab so I decided to bring my binder and my book. Most people said to go to homeroom. Once I got there my friends motioned for me to join them. I didn’t know it at the time but the girl standing across the room, looking extremely confused, would become one of my best friends.In homeroom Mrs.

The day start like every  normal day. I remember waking up at about 7:25 and took a shower after that i put on my school uniform. I remember I had coffee and with a baguette (a long thin French bread made from basic lean dough).  Before I left my house, my Aunt called me and give a $1 for lunch which was basically nothing but money is money. I left my house at exactly 8:00 o'clock  and arrived at the school right before class started. I was in 6th and if you were in my grade, recess was always at  12:30 for us. That day, at recess I bought a patty with the dollar my Aunt gave me and played soccer with my friends and I remember we made the ball using socks and plastic bags. At 1:15 in the afternoon, I went back to class with my classmate and I remember the first thing the teacher wanted was to take out our homework. I recalled  it was a math homework cause Monday homework was

It was Wednesday and none of the things that happened that day were planned. In the morning at school, Aaron, Gabe and I have class together.

As i'm riding to school on my bike I realize i've forgotten my backpack I start riding home and when I get there I pack my backpack and lunch. Then I ride to school. When I get there I lock my bike in the bike racks. I stare at my schedule I had mr lo first period. The bell rang and all the students piled into the classrooms. I got to mr lo’s class it had science equipment everywhere. We started off playing a get to know you game which was quite boring until mr lo did a diet coke and mentos experiment. Before we knew it first and second period were over the day was going fast.

The first day wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, but it wasn’t great either. I got lost so many times and the only thing more embarrassing than being lost in the hallway is asking someone for directions, which I had to do twice. I only had one class with my friends, but all three of us were in there. And Samantha Kline was in my second period social studies class. We had started hanging out during school for the last month of eighth grade, and I didn’t have her number, but we liked each other. I don’t know about liking each other. I liked her but I didn’t know if she liked me. She was cool. Popular but quiet. And very pretty. She had played basketball in middle school and had practiced with the high school soccer team for the second half