Dxd Highschool Novels & Stories

He was still not used to it. Today was their first official day at The Hexad School. By the time Darryl arrived, almost every student from every class had arrived. ‘Weird. Why was Dax not in? Did he oversleep?’ Darryl thought. As Darryl stepped into the class, he frowned. His headteacher taught the first period on human acupoints.

I was enchanted because I could see his abs through the tight top he was wearing. Where did he come from? "Xup," he said as he jogged past me, looking at me from head to toe and nudging his neck towards me. Arrogant! As he passed me, I grumbled, rolled my eyes, and continued jogging. I returned home by 7 a.m, went upstairs, and got ready for school. I couldn't take my mind off the guy. He was the first person I met since I arrived in Crestfall. I arrived in front of Crestfall High at 7:46 a.m. I walked into the school after parking my car in the lot and raising my head high like the queen that I was.

When Damon had been in elementary school, Xavier would constantly tear up his homework and throw them in the trash, in secret, in a bid to prevent Damon, an outstanding student, from handing over his homework the next day and to ensure that the teacher would criticize him. However, Damon would always manage to re-do his homework in time after he had destroyed it. His plan had never worked. Then, when they had entered junior high, Damon and Xavier went to the same school. Damon was in junior high while Xavier remained in elementary school. Their classes were very far away, but even so, Xavier’s troublemaking heart never received peace. At the time, Damon had become a celebrated figure in scho

The Shanthi Girls High School was more of a college than a high school since most of the students were at least 18 years old. This school catered to all those girls who were weak in studies due to laziness, low grasping and retention power, missing school due to unexpected circumstances etc. Now, Sahithi belonged to the last category as she had lost two precious years due to the death of her family, having been kept away from school by her scheming relatives. She was brought here to continue her education since it couldn’t be avoided any more.

Lots of people in the quadrangle we went down, high school students mostly. Though, there are also colleges. Some were even watching us from the corridors of the buildings. Someone yelled my name like a signal and they created a pathway for me. In the middle I saw Daryl, a grade twelve who was also famous at school.

Lots of people in the quadrangle we went down, high school students mostly. Though, there are also colleges. Some were even watching us from the corridors of the buildings. Someone yelled my name like a signal and they created a pathway for me. In the middle I saw Daryl, a grade twelve who was also famous at school.

I gulp and feel like a deer in the headlights, ugh I hate the making new friends part of High School. "Guys this is Cierra Cardle, Cici this is Natalie," she points to the brunette that shouted to her when we walked in, she gives a small wave and nods her head towards me. "This is Tasha, Nicole, Manda, and Kay." They all say hello with bright smiles on their faces and I can tell these are the popular gang, they all seem pretty friendly on first impression.

It was 11: 47am, the lunch break period of Dexterford High School. More than half of the students, sat in the cafeteria eating their lunch, some minding their businesses while the others were bullying and seeking to bully others. The other half stood outside the cafeteria, gasping and murmuring as they watched a girl, dressed in black pants and hoodie, paint a giant skull on the outer wall of the cafeteria while hanging from a rope. She had long black hair that touched her waist and that was all most people had seen of her.

The weekends are probably the best moment in most high school students' lives. While some use it for leisure, part-time jobs, more lectures, reading, resting, others use it for making plans. It is not an easy one for high school students as they tend to juggle with school, as well as what life brings to them. It was a mixture of school, friendship, work, family as well as others. Weekends were always a strange one for Andrew Carter, one of the four. An eighteen-year-old boy who always has the biggest smile, but not feeling a good life at all.

Nah not telling. Diamond class was the highest class in the whole school. Everyone longer to be in that class someday, but it was also the loudest class as it not only had A1 in excellence and awards winning, it also had A1 in riots, destruction of school property, waywardness, noisemaking and don't even get me started on the relationship madness. Beyond the door to this class sat the final year students of RPHS,each engrossed in their individual activity. "I can't believe that low-life bitch."