The Newbies Narrative Essay

“We’re not doing so good mom. Can you talk to Amelia? She doesn’t understand why Veronica left and she won’t listen to me.” I ask. “Of course honey.” My mom and I walk into Amelia’s room.

In the summer of 2013 I moved in my dad’s house for the summer to learn how to cook. Moving from Cherokee, AL to Florence, AL was a stressful move. My Mother and I agreed it was best I learn from someone that has being in the field for over 15 years. The game plan was to go work with my dad a Dale’s Steakhouse with my dad all summer. I made sure I grab my notebook and plenty of pencils so I can ask him questions.

“This conversation is not over. I want what’s best for you and right now that’s going to see your aunt Carol. I think that it's not as bad as you make it be. -” I cut her off by leaving the room and going to bed.

“You took longer than usual. Did you take a detour? Make out with any cheerleader’s boyfriend?” Evan asked. “I heard it was you. How could you seduce such a reasonable young man and use him to satisfy your own sick needs?” Steven asked as they switched places. It suddenly dawned on her that the only ones who would create rumors about her were her own brothers and suddenly she became furious. “Why would you do that?” she screamed at them. The boys flinched, they didn’t expect her to retaliate. “Do you honestly hate me that much that you’d allow a bunch of girls to beat me up over something I didn’t do? I ran for my life because of you. I was so scared, but I had no reason to be!” Her breathing seemed to echo throughout the house as they stood in surprise to Elora’s outbreak. She couldn’t take it, she wanted to cry. She was not a toy to her evil twin brothers, she did not want to be played with and pushed around. She let them fall. She sank to her knees and cried. The boys parted as her mother came running up the stairs. She too seemed truly surprised to find her daughter crying. She ordered the boys to their room and helped Elora to her feet. She cooed sweet things in her ear and wiped her tears away. They went downstairs and prepared dinner together.

And when I thought my day couldn't possibly get any worse, it did. Right after I sat down in the cafeteria and started eating my lunch, that stupid Phyllis sat down beside me. ¨I can't believe you cried in the middle of class. You are a crybaby,¨ she says. ¨I wouldn't have done it if you could have remembered the sweater was yours. My birthday wouldn't be ruined!¨ I say. ¨I knew it was mine the entire time! Sylvia and I set this up weeks ago! We just wanted to see you embarrass yourself in front of everybody,¨ she replies.

Jane parked Trent’s car and climbed out, taking a moment to look around. It wasn’t the best neighborhood in Lawndale. Not bad by any means, but not as nice as Daria’s. It certainly wasn’t where she expected a fashion princess to live. Stacy’s home was average for the neighborhood, a modest two story house painted a soft blue; it was set apart by a beautifully manicured lawn with flowering bushes lining the front of the house and a pair of small, well groomed trees in the yard. It didn’t suit a fashion princess, but it seemed to suit the girl she’d been getting to know the past week. Jane reminded herself again to try not to freak Stacy out and headed up the walk. She knocked on the door and, after a short wait, a woman who looked to

Goodluck having a good time now,” Laurel walked away cackling like a witch. Jackie looked around at all the people she considered to be her friends. Every single one of them chose Laurel over her. Jackie took one last look at the people she once had loved and turned around. She ran as fast as she could in her too tight jeans to the soccer bleachers. She ran up to the very top of them and went into the corner where the top fence met the side railing and sat down. She looked up at the sky trying to get the tears to go back into her eyes, but her efforts were fruitless. She gave up and let the tears pour out of her eyes. Jackie never cried, but now, more than ever, she couldn’t hold it in. Every emotion she had held inside of her from the past few days was coming out now. She cried for what seemed like forever. After her reservoir of tears was all dried up Jackie pulled herself together and got her phone out to text her dad to come and get

“Daddy,” Susan cried. “He’s crazy. Eric and I weren’t doing anything wrong. Tell them to let him go.”

“While we're waiting, maybe you can explain to me what the hell is going on.”

Mara and Viviana heard a loud voice echoing through the hallways of the hospital. They didn’t want to hear it due to the horrific events that have been happening in the hospital. Instead of listening to that terrifying voice, they talked to each other to distract themselves from it. They promised that they wouldn’t leave each other in times of danger. An hour had passed and the twins needed to find a way to get out of the hospital. “Mara,” Viviana

Just got to Alden for school, hopped out of the car with a smile on my face. Warm breeze, screaming kids, and me. The bell rang the loudest that day. It sounded like a train that was right by my ear. Walking into to school was just like normal when all of the sudden “Ally come here,” Jocelyn said.

"Mads!" She cooed as she held her close, chuckling and lifting her mere inches from the ground in the enormous bear hug that she had just distributed. Abigail Wood smiled as she held her petite girlfriend in her arms, the team couldn't help but stare. They mumbled things such as "Goals." or "I want a relationship like that, look at them." And this only boosted Abigail's confidence not only in herself but in Maddy and the relationship in general. "Did you need something, sweets?" She cooed in her ear softly as she brushed back a stray lock of her curly

"Today is going to be the worst day of my life." Thought Christine Howell as she pulled herself out of bed. Today is Monday, but it's not just any regular day for Christine. It's the beginning of a journey. "CRISTINE!" Yelled her mom, calling her down for breakfast. "Coming!" As Christine ran down the staircase she noticed something different about her sister. "Taya." She said. "I can't talk right now. I'm about to be the most important girl in school." Taya responded. Christine's mom shot

Any person that is new to a school or place can easily tell you that it comes with its problems. Everything you know and find comfort in is ripped away, removed, and then replaced with something new and unfamiliar. Okay yes, that was a tad on the extreme side. I myself recently relocated to Bainbridge Island after having lived my whole life in a beach town called Pacifica right under San Francisco. When I moved here I had to deal with many challenges. Some of most difficult things I had to overcome this school year were stepping outside of my comfort zone and meet new people, being placed in a spanish class a little out of my league, and switching living conditions.

Reese zipped up his suitcase, and put it near the door in his disheveled room. He then began to pack his backpack with his laptop, phone charger, camera, and other essentials. Marie began to walk down the hallway upstairs to Claire’s room. “Claire, are you packed yet?” asked the mom. “Not yet, ugh I can’t find my makeup bag!” whined Claire. Claire was fourteen years old. She had long, blonde hair and was tall and skinny. She was very popular in her grade. “It’s right here hun” Marie said holding up the bright pink makeup bag. “Thanks mom” exclaimed Claire as she packed it in her