High School Jacket Narrative

I threw my books on the bed and approached the jacket slowly, as if it was a stranger excited to meet me finally. “Hello?” I said as if it were a person. Not only did this jacket have black leather and silver spikes, but “Wow, I can’t believe this is mine! I think so at least” I went downstairs to ask my Mom if that was mine, “Hey Mom is that my jacket up on the bedpost?” I stated.

“Yes Honey do you like it?” my Mom exclaimed. I ran downstairs screaming, “Thank You!! Thank You!! Thank You!!”

“Your welcome Gary” She said.

I went upstairs and tried to do something natural in the mirror and looked to see if it was cool. It was shocking. Not only did it look cool my brother gave me a compliment which was like a once in a lifetime thing. I zipped up the jacket up and down and poked the spikes like the moon falling on the Himalayas. I went downstairs to play with my dog Brownie. We rolled around and played in the grass. I was making bird noises and Brownie bit my sleeve. No blood, but there was an L shaped tear. “Stupid dog,” I murmured.

The next day at school was my first whole day wearing the jacket. I felt very confident that day. During Math I totally forgot about our math test at school. I was supposed to study, but I forgot to since I was playing with Brownie. Sadly a C+. Not the best start to the day. The teachers gave me compliments about my brand new jacket and asked me where I got it. First compliment from a teacher today! Good start. During recess the most shocking thing happened. The recess terrorist Frankie T. actually complimented me on my jacket! “Wow,” I said, “That was like the world's first compliment he gave to