My Friends From High School

I trudged onto the bus one cold November morning and sat down in the seat across from Alex, my best friend Crash's boyfriend. I looked at my phone and saw I had a text from her. "Block Alex on everything and don't talk to him." I looked up at him and saw that his eyes were a little bit puffy and he was leaning on the window solemnly. I asked crash what had happened and she responded, "He's been super abusive our entire relationship so we broke up, duh." Alex and I had become really good friends over the past few months; I knew there was no way he could do anything abusive. Crash had never said anything but good things until that second, so naturally I was very confused. That night I asked Alex what happened and he sent me screenshots of the texts. Basically the entire conversation was Crash yelling at him for not being good enough for her. Alex was very confused, and so was I, as to what had happened, he didn't think he had done anything wrong. After seeing that conversation I started to think about who I could trust. When Crash had texted me that morning she had made it seem like it was all his fault but Alex actually had solid proof. This was the beginning of an end to what I later realized to be a toxic friendship. The end of this friendship made me more self confident and not worry about what others think I should be doing.

The ritual that I have chosen to write about is my old High School Spring Fling. Music, food, dancing, and punch sounds like a night of fun. that what you call university high school spring fling. It’s a spring party that happens in late April. Students and teachers have a half of day that ends at 12 pm. We all go off to the gym for the remaining of the day to have fun. this day party is hosted by the upcoming senior class in hopes to help raise money for the current senior class. They throw this party so that the money that is raised helps pay for any last minute things for the current senior class. All the staff and students but attend and they must wear the school colors as well. The upcoming senior class always sell snacks and drinks

We clicked only on the level that immature friendships can. We had similar tastes in cars, brands, music, classes and an almost identical sense of humor. We weren’t as close as we could have been, but I thought we were doing alright. And then in the summer of eighth grade, leading into our freshman year, the lies started. It was always common knowledge that, while we shared a common friend group, we also had other friends that we enjoyed talking to. It was never a problem to him and it wasn’t an issue with me until I was told phony stories. I do not believe that I need to know about every one of my friends whereabouts at all times; I am not their keeper and I am not their family so, therefore, it is not my job. I also am a firm believer that a little lie has probably never hurt anybody. Then I was put on the receiving end of the half-truths and, eventually, the frustration built up. The overflow happened in a flurry of text notifications and dimmed screens.

During Clement’s trip to Boston and New York, my friends and I decided to stay up late in our room because we have our long trip to New York on the bus (already a bad idea). Truth or dare, two lies one truth, would you rather, and regrets were the main things we were doing during that night in the room. We started saying regrets and my friend (“Alexis”anonymous for protection), said hers. Nevertheless, I already heard the rumors and lies my friend ”Nicole” told me surrounding the “incident”. My other friends have previously told my when i was younger that Alexis was bad news and I shouldn’t be hanging out with because she is a so-called fairweather friend. Envidently enough, everything my friends were telling me sounded true to me because of the remarks on her behavior. Alexis said” I regret telling everyone that I did it with him. I know it’s wrong, but I was forced to”. In the midst of nowhere, she started to cry and she still kept talking about “I know I don’t look the type to do so, but I did anyways”.

Comparing my friends in high school to my friends as a child, I notice numerous similarities, however, there are many differences as well. My childhood friends were outgoing and considered new challenges an adventure. My friends in high school are outgoing and their adventurous qualities remind me of my childhood friends. My friends as a child were troublemakers, we always created a hectic environment wherever we went. My current group of friends are even wilder and create more trouble than my friends from childhood, although in different ways. Growing up, I could rely on my friends for help with homework, helping solve my issues at home, or just being there and having a good time. My

Kiara and Adam were best friends since the first grade, they were now entering high school which was a big deal because they’ve been friends for so long. Kiara secretly liked Adam but she felt like if she told him it would ruin their friendship so she bottled her feelings up. They were both neighbors so that made things better and more convenient. They were always together. They were inseparable.

Inside the high school, I walk to my first period class, geometry. The study of shapes, something I’ll never use in life. However long that life may be.

I remember the first remember the first time I met him. It started when I got to my new school I made a few friends, but still didn’t know him. Then there was one day when I was in after care. My brother was there and he said he was playing tag with someone so I decided to play as well. Then I met him His name was also Andrew, and he was in the grade under me. When I first saw him he was so energetic it was insane he was so full of energy. He seemed like a very nice person, but then we started playing teen titans go. So he took it too far and punched everyone in the stomach while screaming booyah. So I thought that it wasn’t going to work out. The next day we played with him again, and he was also rough. Then we eventually became really close friends over the long school year. It was really fun, but then since the elementary school only went up to fourth grade I went to the next school. So I had to survive fifth grade without him.

Friends are biggest value in people’s lives. I have many friends. Most of them are my neighbors, but also I have schoolmates. I can go out somewhere with them and feel comfortable. I know that friends of mine will help me anytime and anywhere. I can trust them. I have one best friend. I may pin his faith. Friendship between a friend of mine and me is firm and intense. He always helps me solve problems and treats me with respect. A friend of mine has never lied to me. It is better to say home truth that sweet lie. If I am upset, my best friend will jolly up me. He is caring, cheerful, trustworthy, outgoing and good-tempered. He is younger than I am. I think that age is not important for a friendship if you can come to an understanding and

Kasia was and still is my best friend growing up. We had gone on several vacations together with each other’s families. Then there was one vacation that I went with her on right before our senior year of high school. Her family has a passion for flying, they have three planes now and Kasia had planned on becoming a commercial pilot. Because of their passion for flying they go to Oshkosh, Wisconsin every summer for the EAA AirVenture, which is a big flight convention outdoors. I went with them one year and I started to notice some things with Kasia. I noticed that she was constantly going to the bathroom and with every glass of water I had she would have had three. I pointed this out to her and told her that she should go see a doctor. I did not know what was wrong with her I just knew there was something wrong with her.

When you were younger did you ever know a guy that you never looked at twice? The guy you thought was weird and not your type? I knew one of those guys from Middle School all the way to the end of High School. I would have never guess that guy ended up being the love of my laugh and now my Husband.

I entered an empty classroom at the beginning of my seventh hour chemistry class to find a plain white binder sitting on the front desk. Given that no one had yet entered the class I knew that it had to belong to the teacher, and at that moment I heard a faint whisper “closer closer” from its direction. So I walk toward it seeing the bland fluorescent light beaming on that binder; as I tower over it I realize the opportunity I was presented with. This binder was the key, my key to and A in that god-awful impossibly difficult chemistry class, however, if I squandered the opportunity I wouldn’t get another chance. Being the logical, well-adjusted teenager I am I grabbed my phone and proceeded to take pictures of every page I could before the teacher returned. As she walked in I sat triumphantly at my desk relieved that finally I would be able to obtain that highly coveted A that was always just a percentage or two out of reach. My best friend at the time, Trevor Franco, was also in the same chemistry class, so i did what any good friend would, and informed him of our newfound fortune.

I decided to interview my next door neighbor from my childhood. His name Dana born in 1942 and grew up on a tree farm, but claims to have been there in the middle of the “changing times”. When Dana started talking about records he did not have many personal at home stories. The reason being he lived on a farm and his family did not have that much disposable income to buy a record player. He was also only 8 years old by the time of the 50’s. However he stated that his friend Eugene a couple miles down the road did own a player and he would frequently visit just to listen to music. Infact many of the children around his age would meet once a week at Eugene 's and listen to the “new thing”. Dana and his friends kept this weekly meeting up until their 20’s and as they got older they began earning income and could start buying records that were more current.

My mother always told me “Trust no one” she only told me this because she didn't like this girl I was friends with. She knew she was trouble right away. The first day I met her was in fourth grade. I was new to the school, I was in the same class as her, I sat next to her, she would always talk to me, she got the stuff that I needed, etc. Then she stopped coming to school for like a week straight. Then I found out she moved to Oklahoma. I figured it out from this guy that was friends with her. He was in the same class as me too. The teacher was taking attendance and she was calling her name and then he said “She moved to Oklahoma”. I was so sad I went home that day and started crying because she was my only friend at that school.

During middle school to ninth grade year I involved myself with this boy, for three years we didn't date but he kept up with me so I wouldn't be with anyone else essentially and I would like him on and off so we’d stop talking but then went back. He had two girlfriends during those three years, one for a few weeks and the other for a year. Long story short, he cheated on his one year girlfriend from beginning to end and she had no idea. Half way through he told her that he couldn't publicly date her because his parents found out he bad grades, so they had to “break up” in their eyes. So he deleted everything from social media and starting being involved, not dating officially but seeing me and privately dating her. Fast forward 6 months, we start dating publicly. It only lasted three weeks but my relationships are usually very emotionally intense and passionate so it took a huge toll on me mentally, emotionally even physically I didn’t eat, (since he was a pathological liar and I found all this out at the time, everything was a lie which exploded in my face). Two weeks before we started dating he took his ex girlfriend’s virginity, while leaving her house her dad saw him and grounded her. Those two weeks they didn't speak, we started talking again and then dating, and she came back from being grounded and saw on social media that her boyfriend she got back with had a new girlfriend. Her and I are really close friends now for over a year I just kept finding out more and more