Comic Book Themed Yearbook Novels & Stories

Not reaching for other diaries or notebooks, i went straight for the year book i was here for. The senior batch of 2014 stared back at me from the front cover of the year book. I looked at myself. Eighteen year old Lucy Chaw wore the fakest smile i have ever seen and stood between old friends wearing the cheerleader outfit. The entire students of the batch stood behind the football players and the cheerleaders in the large gym room. I remembered we took this picture a week before prom and everyone was in the excitement spirit to finish call and get ready for the dance.

“I want to take several so we can create a yearbook of our own! Like a yearbook of memories!” “An album, you mean?” Prem raised his eyebrows, but he nodded in approval. “That’s a pretty cool idea. Let’s do that! Where should we start our tour?” As they all got lost in taking turns to pitch fun things they could do during the summer, Kit realized just how much he had missed talking to his friends like this. Carefree, without any school stress and especially stress about keeping his relationship with P’Kim on the lowkey.

I tucked the thick kindergarten graduation yearbook into the deepest pocket of my backpack, hoping no one would notice the bulge. The other children held their copies against their chests like treasures. I, on the other hand, carried mine home like a thief slipping past a guard. Mom had always taught me that anything without practical value was nothing more than visual clutter. Did this yearbook qualify as clutter? I suppose it did. It was bulky, took up space, and wasn't useful to Mom or Dad in the slightest.