Going into 9th grade, 8th grade summer I anticipated high school to be this new scary place that I was going to be afraid of. I only knew two people coming from my middle school and one other girl coming from a different school, who I knew from elementary, but had not talk to in a long time. Lucky for me one of the people was my best friend, Khyli. I was beginning high school as the new girl, which I was not excited about. The first year for me wasn’t so scary after all, I made new friends, became friends with Briana again, and simply enjoyed life. Second semester Khyli and I tried out for cheer. I was very nervous because I had no cheer experience, and Khyli did. Khyli ended up making varsity and I made junior varsity. At first I was bummed …show more content…
I started hanging out with Briana and Carlie and their friends, so I started to introduce them to Khyli. Before we knew it all of us clicked and we continued our sophomore year as a group. We were all inseparable and spent every day together. Our egos started to grow bigger when we started hanging out with upperclassmen and our friend group grew better. We were looked at as the “cool underclassman”, at least I thought I was, and now think I am an even cooler upperclassman. We started to get into shenanigans that were probably not the smartest choices, but being the sophomore girls we were it didn’t seem stupid, it seemed like a genius idea. The friends that I met that year were some of the coolest and down to earth people that didn’t think of us as the “little guys” and accepted us as the own. We formed a bond and made memories that I’ll never forget. This year was probably hardest for my parents as I got in trouble and did not follow many rules. Cheer on junior varsity got harder as we had practices every day after school, had to keep a 2.5 GPA out of a 4.0 which was hard when studying wasn’t in my schedule very often, but I managed to keep my grades up. Having to deal with the drama of being in such a big group of girls was also hard to juggle, but somehow we always found a way to overcome it and still stay strong best friends. The volleyball games, basketball games, and of …show more content…
Briana was also trying out with us this year, which got us so excited that more of our friends were joining cheer with us. The night I found out I made the varsity team I got a multitude of feelings the most being excited. I felt accomplished and so proud of myself that I finally met my goal. I was feeling on top of the world. I had the best group of friends, I partied every weekend, I was a varsity cheerleader, and I made good grades. What more could a high school girl ask for? The year of fortunate events turned into unfortunate ones very quickly. When doing whatever we wanted with no consequences caught up to us. After only being on varsity for a short two weeks, we decided to have a party. We invited who ever we knew and told them to bring whoever they knew, we didn’t care all we wanted to do was have fun. We thought we were immune to getting caught or in trouble. That night we got in trouble with the cops and all received MIPS. At that moment I was scared, but did not realize how much this was going to change our current lives. I made one of the worst phone calls I’ll probably ever make having to tell my grandma to pick me up at a party that she didn’t know I was attending, where I received a ticket and been drinking. The entire ride home she was disappointed and repeatedly telling me that my cheer career was over. I
When I arrived at my new and enormous high school, I got lost. It was June, and since classes had just ended for the day, large crowds of kids filled up the hallways, and I got bumped around like I did not exist. Thankfully, a cheerleader saw me and figured that I had come there for tryouts since I wore shorts, cheer shoes and a big bow in my hair. She took me to the gym where at least sixty girls had shown up for the competition. The first things I saw were cheerleaders doing high level tumbling on the gym floor with no fear. The upperclassmen led us in warm-ups, and they seemed nice. A lot of the girls I met had been cheering since they were five and six years old. I saw a lot of talent in the room, so I knew it would not be easy to
High school is meant to be the time of your life, but for most seniors just like me it can be some of the most emotional and crazy time. The things in my past make me who I am today, and the things I do now are the first footsteps into the future. I’ve learned a lot about myself in these past four years, and I still have so much learning to do. This is my high school story; the good, bad, and the ugly.
When I was entering into High School, I tried to join as many clubs as I can, since I wanted not only to be superior in grades, but also extracurricular activities. So as usual, I joined Key Club. At first volunteering at the events was fun, but as I went to more events, it felt as if it was a chore. I did not feel any passion; it was rather tiresome.
As freshmen, we realized the athletic competition was better, and there was multiple different clubs we could join. The classes we could take got harder, and we had just switched to a one-to-one curriculum, so this meant everyone received a laptop. This is also when I set my goal of keeping a 4.0 GPA all throughout high school. These were opportunities I did not think about when I first found out I was moving. The clubs and the sports gave my classmates and myself a chance to make friends with the three grades above us. Our class slowly drifted apart as we branched out and made new friends in different grades. Our sophomore and junior year was similar to my freshman year. We stayed in our different groups as we continued to explore our interests. Junior year came along with many different changes. Because there were very few senior girl athletes, the junior class had the opportunity to take the role as leaders on the court and on the field. Underclassmen looked up to the juniors for leadership and advice. This opportunity helped change me as a person. I had to show the underclassmen what hard work looked like, and what it took to be successful. This opportunity also made me realize how hard I had to work if I wanted to continue to be successful in athletics and eventually play college volleyball. My junior year also provided my classmates and I with the opportunity to take
I remember, freshman year, I was scared, none of my middle school friends went to my new high school, and I didn’t know anyone. I was a shy girl and had been shoved out of my comfort zone. So as the weeks and months went on I made only "school friends", basically just acquaintances you meet and only talk to in school. Eventually soccer season came around, and of course my dad convinced me to continue playing as I definitely did not plan on putting myself out there like that. Not only did playing soccer on my high school's team introduce me to my best friend, but I've met some of the best people, made memories I'll never forget, and learned extraordinary lessons I couldn’t have learned any
I was told that this, my junior year, would be the easiest year of my high school career. And no, they were absolutely wrong. It was not just school and grades that I was concern about either. I had other things to worry about, things like, driving, clubs, friends and family. I however had no idea that it would be this difficult. Throughout this school year I have learned many things; like the value of sleep, whose really your friend, and that although very important, grades are not everything.
When going into high school the same friends you have in freshmen year aren’t the same in senior year. Strong Friendship is always hard to get, I knew who my real friends were after every year in high school ended. By the end of my senior year I had almost all the same friends except for three or four. But there was this one girl who stayed and she been my best friend since then we have had tough time and we have broken up but we always come back to each other. During the break ups I never treated anybody special like I did with her somehow I knew she was going to come back. The theme was always in my life and it showed me that not all my good friends are going to stay but when you have a best friend they’re always going to be
Yet again, I was starting another school where I didn’t know anyone.I had to do it all over again, with the same thoughts going through my head, wondering what it was going to be like, always wondering if I was going to fit and make friends easily knowing how big it was. I decided that these next two years at this school were going to be focused on college and my school work, I wasn’t going to be in any clubs or sports. I thought to myself that joining a sport at a small school was very different and I didn’t want to know what it was like at a big school. I managed starting this school just like I managed starting high school. Good thing I am very outgoing so I enjoy meeting new people! I remember my first day of school there like it was yesterday. Walking in and seeing thousands of faces that I have never seen before. It was huge, 1500 in each grade. It was so big that they had two different campuses; one for the freshman and sophomores and another for the juniors and seniors. It was really hard making friends but I was lucky enough to be able to go to the Lake County Tech Campus associated with the College of Lake County and I made a lot of friends there in my nursing class. It was a very racial school, there wasn’t a majority of one race whereas Central was majority whites. I enjoyed all of my teachers that I ever had at Warren and I felt that I really learned a lot compared to feeling like I was ever
Starting high school is tough for some people. Moving to a new city is also tough for some people. Or me I had to deal with both. I can remember my very first day of high school, I was so nervous. I didn’t make any friends over the summer so I didn’t talk to anyone. I was pushed out of my comfort zone to talk to people and make new friends. A few months into school I received my first interim. It wasn't the greatest but , I blamed it on my transition to high school and promised that
My mom came to pick me up I got in the car. I was still crying. I get home run up to my room take off my cheer shoes and throw them at the wall angry at myself angry at the world. I was laying on my bed screaming at this point. Eventually my mom called me down from my room and told me that it was going to be okay and that there were other things I could do in high school like be on volley ball or soccer but I didn’t want to be on any of those teams. I worked all my life just to be told I’m not good enough. I just wanted to cheer. I calmed down and stopped crying when both my parents had told me that they had gotten me tickets for my birthday to go see one direction in concert. Yeah that made me happy but I still felt this void inside of me knowing I may never cheer again. Days went by and we found out there
Throughout my high school experience, I've been able to obtain knowledge that I can use to better my life. Some of the classes I've taken have been a blessing in disguise. For example, I never expected to learn as much as I did about writing and literature by just simply reading. Many of my teachers have pushed me to my limits and inspired me to think differently from my peers. In general my best English experience was reading "MacBeth" by William Shakespeare in Mr. Elwell's class, where I also realized I had many English skills to improve on.
My palms were sweating, my heart was racing, I had no idea what to expect or who I was going to meet. I was never the type of girl to embrace new situations, I hated change and I wasn’t very good with meeting new people. I figured once I got to high school it would be my chance to start all over, turn the page in my book of life, and flip over a new leaf. I wanted to finally be the girl that fit in with everyone. I had imagined myself going to parties with big groups of my new friends, having sleepovers and doing all of the things cool high school kids normally do. I was certain that my high school career would be just like one of those really corny teen movies and I would live happily ever after with the homecoming crown and the boy of my dreams. I don’t think I could have been any further from the actual truth. Things don’t always turn out how they are planned and my high school dreams definitely did not live up to my high expectations.
Brittany was in 10th grade at Pineview High School she had long brown hair and brown eyes. She had 2 siblings; one older brother and older sister. Her family was middle class lived in a nice neighborhood in a nice house. She got along with her brother Spencer, but brittany and her sister Emily did not get along at all. Everyday when they came home from school they would pick fights just like any other sister relationship. Brittany was an okay school student her grades hovered around B’s and C’s and sometimes A’s; her older brother Spencer who was a senior in college was a D’s get degrees kind of guy; Emily is two years older than Brittany and is a straight A honors student. Brittany plays three sports Soccer, Tennis, and Swimming. Spencer
The first week of my sophomore football season the coaches took immediate notice to my improvement, I was then offered the opportunity to try out for the varsity by the head coach. I was very excited but also nervous at the same time, this was like a dream come true. My high school has a very rich tradition for football, and for a sophomore to play at the varsity level is rare. So the following week I worked out with the varsity and made the team. I was pumped I was looked at differently by everyone some in a good way but also a lot in a bad way, the bad way was that a lot of my friends were jealous of the opportunity that I had and this brought me down a little.
Let’s flash back in time to before our college days. Back to then we had lunch trays filled with rubbery chicken nuggets, stale pizza, and bags of chocolate milk. A backpack stacked with Lisa Frank note books, flexi rulers, and color changing pencils. The times where we thought we wouldn’t make it out alive, but we did. Through all the trials and tribulations school helped build who I am today and shaped my future. From basic functions all the way to life-long lessons that helped shape my character.