Novel & Cerita First Day Senior Year

Laken First day of senior year. The first day of my continuous hell till I’m out of this God-forsaken town. If I could have left before now then I would have, but my grades are my ticket out of here. I don’t want to be stuck working at the local diner for the rest of my life, popping out screaming babies while my husband gets head every Friday night from a bar slut who can’t keep her panties dry, out behind the only bar in town. And trust me, this town has plenty of bar sluts.

I honestly don’t get it—they’re walking cringe compilations in letterman jackets. Today, though… today is different. It’s the first day of my final year in high school. My last first day. I’m happy, but also a little sad mostly because soon I’ll have to say goodbye to Becky and Sussy, my ride-or-die best friends since middle school. We’ve shared homework answers, heartbreaks, and more snacks than I can count. The thought of us going to different colleges feels like a slow ache I’m not ready to face. It’s 7:30 a.m. when I finally drag myself out of bed. Morning routine: skincare, check. Daily pep talk from Dad’s handwritten notes, check. Today’s says:

Finally, Ria agreed and proceeded to the washroom for her normal routine. Today was the day they would have Fresher's Day, which meant that all the classes were cancelled for both first and second years. First years, because it was an event meant for them and second years because they were the ones who organized it. Although the third year and final year students were welcomed, they would have to miss their class.

, tomorrow is going to be one big day, that am so sure of. ****** "Good morning, sweetheart!. Happy first day of senior year!."my mom swung open my bedroom door. She was holding two balloons and a kazoo. I couldn't stop my eyes from rolling, but I loved her level of excitement. It was the same excitement I just couldn't seems to muster myself. "It would be exciting if it was the last day of school but also would be more misfortune for me."more misfortune cause I'll be locked up right away. I set my make-up brush down, dismissing the maids as I swiveled my chair in her direction.

Torchlights should not be seen after lights out to avoid burning ones eye's (a very important rule which they prolly did not understand then) After the orientation, another SSS3 student who appeared to have not been paying attention to the seniors finally spoke up: "Present your welcome gifts" They all looked at each other. Weren't welcome gifts given by the host to the visitor. But of course, the very first rule was do not talk back to your seniors so they had simply walked to their various corners to get their provisions. Some students had insisted that their provisions were with their guardians, others had simply claimed that had nothing. To everyone's surprise, the seniors had merely ask

PAST (year 2013) January 5 First Saturday of the Second Semester of the School Year 2013-2014 - freshmen year. An attractive yet boyish young lady in a loose white printed shirt and fitted black jeans walking to school early in the morning at around 7:30 for an early class, was complaining to herself why she was the only one among her group of friends that was separated.

I smiled and then took the last bite of my burger. “Going into senior year without you isn’t going to be as great as we planned.” “I know, but I had no choice. If I want to take back what my father gave his life for, I need to finish out my time at school learning everything that I can.” I nudged him lightly in the hope he would cheer up. Before my family died, Dirk and I had been looking forward to senior year. Mainly because we wanted to do something big for Senior Prank Day. It was the one day we were allowed to prank the teachers without getting in trouble.

Forcing a smile, I remarked, "Wow, Dad, I can't believe you cooked. Thank you; I really appreciate it." The corners of his lips curled in response. "No problem, baby girl. I just wanted to make you a special breakfast on your first day," he continued, "I know it's hard starting a new school, especially since this is your senior year. This is a new beginning for both of us, and I know we can make the best of it."

Laura The last week of senior year was a joke. Teachers stopped teaching. Everyone stopped caring. We watched movies in class. We signed yearbooks in the hallway. We ate lunch outside because no one wanted to be inside anymore. Chloe brought a blanket and we sat on the lawn. Mia and Jess joined us. Rick showed up with Jake and some guys from the basketball team. Someone had a speaker. Someone had snacks. It felt like a party every day. "I cannot believe it is almost over," Mia said.

But I was out of luck because my mom pulled it off my body and I whine. "You need to get up Ireal. It is your first day of your final year and you don't want to be late"she says with a sigh. "I know that but it is going to a normal day as usual. What is so special about senior year?"I whine as I sat up on the bed and rubbed my eyes tiredly. "Senior year is fun. It is where you make memories that will last. Also Hunter has been blowing up your phone since morning" she tells me and helps me stand on my feet.