When you think about it, its kind of scary being in High School as a sophmore right? Hey, no worries, it happens to every one who starts in a new school. This experiance was like my Junior High the first time I went to Junior High School.. But this is a whole lot different because the library is one story, it doesn't have any stairs like my Junior High school did. The first time I was in the High School I was thinking that I would get lost... And I did. But throughout the year I got used to every wall there was in High School.
One day I was walking down the hall, I can not remember where I was going and to my sudden amazement, I saw Kaley standing there like she was waiting for something or someone. And let me tell you my heart pounded so hard like I was facing danger. Why did this happen you might ask? Well its because Kaley hated me since Junior High school, and even today she still hates me and I still do not know why. Every time I try talking to her, she shuts me out so I can never really tell why. Yes we did have a class together because I remember at the end of the year in Spanish I was looking someone up and Kaley was right there... I didn't want to show them Kaley's school picture or else she would have thought I was talking about her. Well, I was --- But I pointed to some one random's picture so she didn't know.
Well, I took the most daring courage I could think of... Talking to her. Because I had no intention if she would walk away or just stay there. So I came up to her and said,
"Hi." She looked at me and replied
"Hi." Now I was doing my best to talk in a normal conversation but I can never tell if I say anything stupid or weird. I tell you, my 10th grade year was terrible. As my uncle would stil say "Your a squashmore" He is actually funny that way. He's funny in general, but the reason he said Squashmore is because 10th graders get squashed (Usually) by upper grades. The thing I loved most is clubs they had in High School. You could sign up for any club and they would have a meeting for that club on a specific day or time. I didn't do it for the first year, but in my 11th grade I did sign up for some clubs... A LOT of clubs you might add.
During my 10th grade, I tried out for the talent show. and I did pretty good.. I kinda got nervous as the performance was coming closer and closer. Sometimes I would think, okay I am backing out... Other times I think to myself No, I am going to go through this... This is my chance! Eventually I did not back out. I was nervous singing in front of people, because if you knew me I wouldn't do this sort of thing. When the day of the performance came, I choose a stupid song. Well, it isn't stupid I mean I like the song but the song was higher range than my voice. At that time I couldn't think of a better song.
When it came my time to perform I sang the song "Oklahoma" by Billy Gilman. I had a good voice for that matter. When the talent show was over, I ran home I wasn't that far from home maybe half hour. The best part I liked is girls always offered me a ride home, and I always accepted it.
Thats when I met my best friend Khyrstyne. She was a year older than I was. We had health class together and I would always write notes to her and she would write them back. I still have the notes that we wrote to each other... I remember one note said that she noticed I was walking home all the time and she was willing to take me home every day. I thought that was a great idea.
The next day after school I was looking for Khyrst (I always called her that) But I found this girl name Nica which I soon found out that she was Khyrst's sister. I poked my head and she said,
"Hi, you looking for my sister?" Apparently I was. So we both went outside where she was waiting. I had no idea she could drive.. When I had got in, I said to Khyrst
"You didn't tell me you had a sister!" Khyrst replied with a smile,
"Sorry X I didn't know that. I I guess I forgot to tell you." Now, Khyrst always calls me X... Other people call me different nicknames which I have no idea why. Ever since then, she always took me home and she took me in the mornings too sometimes. There would be times when she would be late, or she was sick or something like that... But most days she took me home.
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My life with Aspergers
Non-FictionA true story and things that I've experienced as with my life with Aspergers but I don't let it control me