Romans & histoires 고등학교

"In a Fashion Designing building? What would he do there?" I shrugged my shoulder. "I don't know, Anya." I am in my 12th grade as a senior high schooler at St. Alonzo University, which offers both Junior and Senior High school programs to college courses; that's why even if I'm still in senior high, we get to be able to go to the college buildings. "Can you go with me and help me find where your stepbrother is?"

“Your human terms are cute. But I like the title. For now. Someday soon, I hope you can introduce me to your family as your husband.” I nearly choke on my own saliva. “Slow down, Casanova. I’m still a teenager. My parents will freak out if I introduce anybody as my husband before I graduate college.” “College?” He tilts his head to the side, studying me. “That’s human education, right?” I nod. “After high school, a lot of kids go to college to further their education so they can get a better job. Not everybody, but in my family it’s a given.”

Chapter 74 Two weeks later Friday afternoon... 12: 37 pm East High School Senior High School Building Senior Year Three Class The senior class students rushed outside screaming as they just finished their final papers. In less than a month, they will graduate from East High School. They couldn't hold their happiness in. This is what they have been waiting for and finally, they are done with high school. Teachers couldn't stop them from celebrating their victory. On their Valedictory service, they will know the college they will attend. Although, they can pick anyone they want, and also they can pick from the one that picked themselves.

TWO MONTHS LATER... Willow wore a huge smile on her face as she climbed up the podium for her high school diploma. High school had ended and she wondered what life had left for her, she applied for scholarships to get into her dream school, UC Berkely but she couldn't get in. Instead, she got to Palo Alto University which wasn't far away from home.

A deep Scottish voice said. The girls turned their heads to where the voice came from and smiled as they saw four boys behind them. They made an impressive looking group. In the UK, after the age of eleven; students went to high school until the age of eighteen of which attendance is mandatory until sixteen. The last two years would depend on attending college or continuing high school and graduating with the right and enough qualification in order to go to the University of your choice.

They were just trying to be tough. Hall A is for the all Jss1 students and a few Jss2 students. Hall B is for the remaining jss2 and jss3 students. Those devil incarnates. These students are something else. Hall C is mixed up. Only ss2 and 3 students that are not in that hall. Mainly new students stayed in hall c. Hall D is for the ss2 students and majority of the ss1 students. Then the sacred Hall E, for the ss3 girls. And they had no matron. I wonder why we still even had.

The teachers were fairly bearable too, but I mean school will always be school right? Given all of that, you'd think we would have regular people around here. Nada, zilch, zero. Tons of slackers and hippies. I mean, it's high school so of course there's drama, especially with our hormones in charge. Senior year is usually when most people think about their lives and what they want to do forever. The college you want to attend, if you'll be leaving the city or not, whether football scholarships will be worth it or not. Basically just realizing that we are growing up, ready to deal with what the outside world has to offer. You don't need to have everything figured out right away but at least m

He was like a soulmate to me and I cherished him as such. We were actually rounding off our exams – The General Certificate Examinations that we normally have to show you have graduated from the high school. I and Kingsley read like we had never done before. We wanted A's in all subjects if that was feasible for us. It was and we knew it, just to take hold of the opportunity and grow a very healthy and cultured reading habit.

He soothed. "Of course, I'm tired but I just can't leave. I'm not ready to deal with getting adapted to a new school and a new environment, you know I take long to adapt and get new friends. I like my school and I want to finish there. It'll all be over soon anyway, by next year July, I'll be out of secondary school. Then I can find a university in Abuja or anywhere." I explained.

The school is divided into six buildings otherwise commonly known as towers, these include the administration block, teacher's tower, middle school tower, middle school library, highschool tower then finally highschool library. Despite being in the same compound, everything between middle school and highschool is separated. They have their own dormitories,cafeteria, sports arena and swimming pool, so to simply put it, we don't mix and I kind of feel that that's really clever for the school to think and decide it that way, cause the things that go on the high school tower, dorms and cafeteria and even the library to mention a few places, isn't something I would want any child seeing unless th