Friendbroken

Sophomore Year

Now it is sophomore year. 

I had an exceptional summer with my friends from elementary and middle school. We made a youtube channel and was able to gain 15 subscribers while being able to upload stupid things. 

My hell, school, was coming and I wasn't prepared. I got sad again, but I felt more comfortable in my environment because I had already been there for a year. 

I was pretty nervous because I was taking two weighted classes, but that wasn't really on my mind. 

What was really on my mind is that this would be my first year joining marching band. I had originally joined because my brother said  he made  a lot of friends there and to this day I still see him taking to those friends. I wanted the same thing to happen to me and get to know more people so I decided to join. I was so nervous and awkward when I got there, but with time I was able to get comfortable and was able to get a high chair during the season. 

It was really fun and I am glad I joined. 

Besides getting to know a lot of people in that program, I also got to know more people in my classes.  

I got to know these great people named Annie and Charles. 

At first, when I saw Annie, I kind of ignored her presence. I didn't think anything to her and always sat next to my best friend. 

We had the same world history class together, but never really talked. It wasn't until our teacher sat us in the same group and we were able to get to know each other and become really good friends. She was probably one of the closest people to me during the second semester of my sophomore year. 

Good things wont last forever.