Highschool Tropes Novels & Stories

Others were tired, walking with all the strength they could. I saw high school students leaving their school, in groups or alone. As usual, the most popular were surrounded by their companions and the shy ones alone. I heard conversations that seemed very familiar to me, exams, unfair teachers and the direction who doesn’t organize any event that interests them. I smiled as I remembered my high school days when my only concern was to be first in class. The beautiful days when you never thought about betrayal, murder— or politics.

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...

MONTHS passed by. I thought that I will be able to enjoy my last year in high school but I didn’t, because Nathan keep on ignoring me. I even ask for Scott’s help but to no avail. I’m slowly losing against time since I knew that once we applied for college, there is a possibility that I won’t be able to see him again.

JAVIER SIX YEARS AGO It was officially the last day of school as a junior. After the summer break, I'll be a senior and right after college. I'm not really looking forward to that. College sounds like stress, more responsibilities, more annoying teachers and more school work. I groaned in annoyance as I walked through the crowded hallway to my locker. Most people were in a rush, trying to get out of school as soon as they could, as if the school administration would change their minds about letting us go early for the summer break. Others were clustered in groups giggling or catching up as if they had all the time in the world. Some people were looking for their friends, others were just loi

Maliyah Well so much for wishes coming true. This can’t be happening. I find myself again at the high school. Same kids are running around and goofing off. Same students are grabbing books and same students are making out. I really don’t want to have to watch this over and over again. It would be like in my own personal hell. I see myself again, where the same outfit, I have my hair in a braid and my make up is perfect. Those same boys are messing around and throwing food. A force field goes up like last time but I notice it’s not me doing it.

Jordan Carter. My stomach dropped. Jordan wasn’t just the CEO. He was the boy I’d spent my teenage years secretly pining over, the one who was always out of reach Back in high school, Jordan had been the epitome of charm and Confidence. He was the star athlete, the golden boy, every girl wanted. And I had been no exception, I’d spend countless hours daydreaming about him, convincing myself that maybe, just maybe, he’d notice me someday. But he never had.

"Everyone's money disappeared for no reason. Did it all go into his account? That's terrifying." "I knew something was off about him lately. New shoes, new clothes every day. His spending never looked like a normal student's." Rumors flew everywhere, and everyone began guessing the truth. I sat quietly in my seat, expression calm, and took no part in any discussion. Only I knew that all of this was the consequence of his greed. He had tried to use that strange system to swallow the five-thousand-dollar scholarship meant for my grandfather's treatment. In the end, he had played with fire and created a disaster he couldn't clean up.

“Heldon’s full of snakes. Alex and I went to the college, remember? That place trains its students to smile while they stab you in the back. High school’s no better.” Eloise blinked, confused for a moment. “You both went to Heldon College?” “I was a scholarship kid” Alex said Rita smiled grimly. “Yeah. And I can promise you, the hierarchy nonsense runs deep. The power plays, the gossip, the subtle sabotage—it’s practically the school’s second curriculum.” I nodded, a small, rueful laugh slipping out. “Yeah. I used to think it was just an academic competition until I saw people ruin each other’s reputations just to get ahead. So, believe me, I know exactly how that feels.”

he said. "You know those cliché boy meets girl scenes? Like dropping books and reaching for it at the same time. Like being stuck in detention together and finding out your ‘mortal enemy’ and you have a lot more in common than you thought? Like your soulmate in question, dating the cool guy and you’re the dumb nerd that no one notices? No one but her? Yeah, I wish my case was the same, you know. Even as cliché and cringe-worthy as those scenes might be, there’s always some happy ever after. Okay maybe not always, but more times than not, you feel me?” He said, hands in his pocket as he walked down the road, still reminiscing on the ‘good old days’.

We were just a few girls shy of an actual party. I recognized a theme; most of the movies were about an awkward girl or boy; who had a crush on their popular counterparts. After some unlikely shenanigans, they would fall in love and live happily ever after. Sophie was about as subtle as a hurricane with her comparisons of the characters. Sometimes she’d try to relate the sweet guy or the awkward guy to her brother. Other times she pointed out how the girl hated the boy then fell in love with him.