Bay high school

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I didn't expect to be at bay high. When I moved I wasn't sure what school I was going to be at. Honestly I didn't want to go to Bay. I wanted to go to Grady High school. Grady was the school my sister went to. She was the track star of the school. She was also a scholar. She made really good grades and graduated which a bunch of cords and on a track scholarship.

It was going to be hard for me to top that. I don't want to live in my sisters shadow. People thought because I was lazy I didn't have high expectations for myself. It would be moments were people would ask me "are you even going to college"? I asked myself "This is really what y'all think of me".

I actually have goals for myself I want graduate with a 4.0 gpa. I want to graduate on a full scholarship and get accepted into a really good school. I actually want to be successful in life. I'm actually hard on myself. I basically freak out when I get a B on an assignment. I'm hard on myself because I want to prove everyone in my family wrong.

Bay wasn't what I expected. Turned out all of the teachers were cool and the student were cool too. It was a really big campus and involved a lot of walking. It was always sunny and hot in Florida. All of that walking and the heat did not mix. My first day I ended up meeting this boy named Quez and this girl named whit.

I didn't expect us to be friends until this day. I remember when I first walked into class and sat next to him. He said "We're besties now" and asked me for my name. When I first met Whit she had an ankle monitor on her ankle. That's because she got into a lil trouble before school started.

My teachers had very high expectations of me especially my English honors teacher. His name was Mr. G. I never really had a problem with his class I loved to write and I always met his expectations. I always asked him if he read my paper but he always would say "I'm reading yours last". One day I asked him why he always read my last and he told me "I have very high expectations for you".

Things like that really got me thinking.

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