Highschool Cliches Novels & Stories

Sixteen. Sixteen is this damn weird age—you're not a kid anymore, but being an adult feels like putting on a suit three sizes too big. It’s that awkward stage where you're still getting the hang of it, stumbling around, pretending to have shit figured out when, really, you’re as clueless as ever. Friendships get messier, crushes get more complicated, and everything feels like it’s got hidden layers. Suddenly, nothing’s innocent anymore. Take the cafeteria at Halloway High, where Shawn Jones, king of the shallow end of the gene pool, is strutting around like he owns the place. He’s got this cocky smirk plastered on his face, basking in all the attention he’s raking in.

Monday 18 February,08:53 am 《Have you ever thought you were special to someone,but then you see that same person acting the same with everyone else..? And.. You just kind of.. "Ohh..alright.." 》 At Heden High School, students would classify each other into different factions,like the jocks,the nerds, the in-betweens among others...

Rock spat, and he’s almost in a daydream. Rock and Mary bickered for a while. My eyes roamed around again, and I noticed that everyone had their very own clique. This is pretty normal, but I think I got myself in the wrong clique. It’s not that I don’t want to be friends with these guys, but I don’t think that the rest of my high school life will be memorable with them. I’ve experienced being one of the popular kids last semester, and although I didn’t have the chance to bask in its glory for a bit longer, it sure felt good. I don’t want my junior year to be forgettable.

I thought that things would change in highschool. Laugh out loud, I was a foolish dreamer to think of such. Things became much worse. Life during my highschool years became much more worse than I could ever imagine. Infact it was the worst time of my life. There were different cliques all paired up in school.

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."

"It might just that he didn't like that someone else had best way to torture the blond then him." "You know that it's a false news?" One of the girls from the group spoke up. "Of course, i know it's fake. Do you really think that scaredy-cat can do that. I doubt he even know about it." Josh chuckled. "Then why did you—-" "Because I don't like how he gets everyone wrapped around his finger in just one meeting. Like that day, he just told them about his outdates, backward routine of his farm and all of them were like yeahhh, wow so cool. It's garbage and he live in garbage. I need to tell him where he belongs." Josh gritted his teeth and smashed the glass he had in his hand to the glass.

They only hang out with their set of popular and high ranking positions parents in the school. They passed by me like butterflies looking for beautiful Lilie. It felt like the cliche scenario in an high school movie where all the popular kids moved all at once, in the middle but like in slow motion. I swear I even saw Chantelle whip her hair as they passed. Most guys whistled and that only seemed to motivate them as they all sashayed away alike like they have all practised for weeks. I raised a brow. They looked like kids wanting to make way for themselves so as to don the Christmas carol gift. Pathetic.

It's definetly an upgrade by standard. Students fill out all around, some exiting really nice cars, others walking around while some form small cliques infront of the school building. Now I feel like I have every reason to be nervous. Everyone seems to know every one. 'You're a newbie in the middle of the school term.' My consciousness reminds me. " I wish I didn't have to do this again." I mumble to myself. It feels like I've been in school for most of my life now and I want to get rid of highschool already.

For the first time ever, I’d admit it, I was glad to be a part of some high school romance bullshit. And it all started with one stupid deal. * * * - - - - To Be Continued - - - -

Adele P.O.V In high school, do not ever make a mistake that would make you the talk of the school. Most especially if you are tagged as a nerd. It would spread faster. Just imagine, hearing that the nerd kissed a guy, or confessed her love to someone. I would not call myself nerd though. I like to use the term ‘focused on the future type’, not nerd. People call people who get good grades and read a lot nerds. We are just really focused on the future. I think I need to start an awareness on that.