The School Boy Life

Chapter 1: The Going and Comings

It all started with a graduation of 8th grade. Just a vivid 5 years ago. A boy that was only 13 with a love that was easily destroyed by hatred and bullying. To remember back to the Graduation day ceremony, is easy. I got a Legendary Award, that was only made out to me, and never would be made again. That day I lead the Pledge of Allegiance, and sung the star spangled banner all by my self, at about 5pm that day.

Every girl and boy after the Ceremony would go and hang out at a party that was only to be for the 8th graders. That night I got a lot of attention, the bad kind. Yes, I had fun taking photos and hanging out with great friends, that I might not see again. Rumors were sex and pregnancy, or kids are in the bathroom together. Once it was blamed on me, but everyone was joking with me. But overall the rumors were about high school coming or even that people were moving.

Earlier that day, every 8th grade student would gather to have a big bomb fire with hamburgers and hot dogs. We would gossip, play games, or just talk and do stupid stuff while getting drunk on little juice packets filled with Kool-Aid. To all questions of who is going tonight or who is ready to party, were yes. Everyone was excited with the pleasure of wearing fancy dresses and skirts and bras, and other things that I would not dare to put. Every girl trying to look their best and every guy to try and get a number by the end of the night.

All said and done, we came back and said our goodbyes on the next day of school. It was officially the last day to pack up your things and go. Visit your teachers, and visit your friends that are going. The part I hated was that I would never see the people, that helped me the most in my time of need. All that was needed to be said was, "See you soon, I will miss you."

About two and a half months later, a meeting of all new freshmen were to meet at the school. We would receive an extra credit towards our Diploma we were told and learn how to be a high schooler. Well I had went. I saw all my friends that said they were leaving. I got to see a new environment that could not be replicated in my mind. All I saw were the things of the future and the things I would do and learn.

The first day of this preliminary school week would be the best, I thought. We would start everyday at 7am and end by Noon each day. We were only to be there for three days. On the first, It was to understand our schedule and how to get to our classes marked with each room. We were ginny pigs for the year. We would test out the TAP program in the school, along with teaching of new teachers. We each had five 45 minute classes and a lunch period. When it was said and done for the day, each student went and filled out a diary.

The next day was pretty weird. Many kids were gone and decided to ditch. Nothing really happened for the day and last day of that week. Being there only for a week was cool, I had thought. When I came in two weeks later for the real First Day of school, I found out I was wrong. Pennies were thrown at my friends and I. Incoming freshmen usually get pennies thrown at them. We had our schedules and now to go to our classes. We though we had 45 minute classes before, they turned into and hour and a half classes.

Man this day couldn't get any worse, and OF COURSE, I was wrong. Lunches are divided into 3. A Lunch, B Lunch, and last of all C Lunch. These lunches were bogus. There were too many people, if you didn't get a spot before others came in, consider it gone for the year, you couldn't find your friends, nor even go and sit in the nice sun of the courtyard. The only perk was the extra line. You could buy giant cookies for 50 cents, Hot Cheetos with cheese for a dollar, and whenever special cookies came, like Easter cookies or Saint Patrick day cookies, they were only 25 cents. Boy oh boy, there was a long line.

Check out my next chapter in 2 weeks for the second half of an incoming student to High School.