The HighSchool Notebook
TheHSNotebook:
-- Chapter One: Annelise--
I guess you could say this was the first, and I can’t believe I’m admitting this myself, but that morning I was actually exited to get out of bed and prepare to go to school. I know it’s hard to believe, but I just love the first day of school, I’m not joking, I really do. However, that morning was special. It wasn’t an ordinary day of school, but it was the first day of high school. You see, the first day of high school doesn’t compare to the first day of elementary school, or middle school, because high school is when you enter the real world. High school is those four years of your life you will look back on. Seriously, have you ever heard anyone go, “hey remember that in middle school?,” because I sure haven’t. High school is when you have the possibility to have your first kiss, get your first boyfriend, or go to dances! Alright, I admit it, I have not been kissed by boy, or girl for that matter, just letting you know before you get any bright ideas, in my entire life; nor have I had a boyfriend. For some reason, these kinds of things are important for a fourteen year old girl. Now enough about the facts on high school, now let’s talk about me; I always wanted to say that. My name is Annelise, and I’m fourteen years of age, and today I start the beginning of my life.
As usual I waited on my bed, staring constantly at my clock, waiting for it to wake me. However, I always wondered why I needed an alarm, considering I felt like I was the one waking it, rather than the other way around. And so, finally the alarm went off. I can’t say I was overjoyed, because I wasn’t. I was more nervous, and when I say nervous, I mean NERVOUS. I get nervous easily, it’s not a good trait, but doesn’t everyone? Finally, I took a deep breath and got out of bed. The floor was cold, as usual. I tipped toed my way, consciously, through the darkness in my room. Unlike most teenagers, my floor is very clean, and you can see the color of my carpet.
Soon as I was able to locate my switch, the room twinkled with colors, everything was a blur. I then schemed through my closet.
As usual, I had nothing to wear. My mother doesn’t really focus on buying clothing when it comes to school, she rather purchase anything that evolves educational purposes. Fantastic! I had to wear the same immature clothing I wore last year, and the year before that, for that matter. Sigh. I couldn’t really find anything suitable, so I grabbed a clean t-shirt, and a nice pair of jeans, which resembled skinny jeans. Good enough if you ask me. After, I did my usual morning activities. I took my shower, brushed my teeth, and blah blah blah.
Soon as my bathroom tasks were finished, I rushed down the stairs toward the kitchen, grabbed my jacket and book-bag, and ran straight for the door. I was surprised to find that my mother hadn’t asked if I had eaten anything or asked any further on questions that morning, like she always does. I didn’t think too much of it, though, and continued my preparations. I slipped on a pair of fresh new socks, and covered them with a shoe, and rushed outside to catch the bus. However, before I was able to reach it, I had to tumble my way down the hill, where my house was located upon. I reached the bus stop on time, and as soon as the school bus arrived I marched myself on to it, preparing myself for the journey, but pondering about the destination. High school here I come!
caffeinated.joy:
Moved to the story section. This one is for simply posting pictures. :)
TheHSNotebook:
Thnx :D
Im new to this site, and this is my first story of all times on here, so I hope u all enjoy the story.
THANK YOU 1fanku
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caffeinated.joy:
OK, I merged your previous two posts together, as you've noticed, and I'll be merging this one as well. Please refrain from replying to yourself within the same 24 hour period. Instead, use the modify button to edit your post if you think of something new to say. Keep in mind, too, not everyone who reads will comment. We have a lot of lurkers on the site who love to read but don't feel comfortable posting. I'm sure you'll get feedback on your story, you just have to be patient. :)
TheHSNotebook:
Just an F.Y.I this story alternates between 2 different character's (Annelise and Chloe) point of view. They also start off where the other chapter left off.
The HighSchool Notebook Chapter 2: Chloe
I’m Chloe and …well, It’s the first day of high school. Of course I am standing in the middle of the hall, lost, nervously looking around to find the auditorium. It took 10 minutes of quickly walking down hallways and about a dozen wrong turns into classrooms but I finally found the auditorium.
Just my luck, the presentation had already started and everyone was sitting down. The only free seats were in the back, which I really didn’t mind. Who wants to be up in front anyways? I sat next to this tall guy that smelled like 3 day old bologna and had crazy acne; he kept fidgeting with his hands. I could tell he was nervous.
We all were. After 30 minutes of alternating between staring at the principal, looking around for people I knew and hoping for the day to be over, we got to go to our first class. All my classes until 5th period were pretty much the same. I would go in, pick a seat in the middle and hope for somebody I knew to come along. But 5th period was something special, it was the only class I had with my best friend Annelise. She was the only one there except for the teacher when I walked into the room. That was very typical of her. She was that well mannered, smart and quiet girl that was always responsible and punctual. The first thing I managed to do was trip on the leg of a desk and fall flat on my face. What a great first impression to make on a new teacher, but then again she would have learned I was a klutz eventually. Annelise walked over and helped me up and my teacher, Mrs. Roucle, asked if I was okay which still embarrassed me but it’s better than tripping in front of a whole class. Once the bell rang Mrs. Roucle got down to business. She was informing us of the school rules, you know the ones we have to hear every year that never change. I really wanted to talk to Annelise, talking with her was the only good part of my day! So I decided to use the old elementary school method. Passing notes.
She sat right in back of me so it couldn’t be that complicated. She didn’t really understand what I was doing at first and I didn’t understand what she was trying to say. We both failed at mouthing words. I scribbled on a piece of paper and swiftly passed it behind me with out the teacher seeing. Success.
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C:Hey Annelise! How’s your day going?
A:Hi Chloe! Fine, and yours?
C: Eh. So far today is not my day :(
A: I’m sure you’ve had worse. Think positive, it’s not so bad. Remember. This is our year.
C: Our year?! You must be joking.. We are the bottom of the food chain here!
A: True, but we can bring ourselves further to the top!
C: How do we do that exactly? Unless we like brainwash or replace everyone with lab rats, we are going to be nobodies!
A: Well, the time will come. Besides, Today I met a really cute boy. He is in my second period class!
C: Oh la la! What’s his name? What’s he like? Tell me everything!
A: Alright alright. His name is Jacob. Brown hair, blue eyes, you know my type right?
C: Are his eyes blue like the sparkly ocean? Hah just kidding. So have you guys talked?
A: Not exactly. I mean not at ALL. You know me, I couldn’t talk to a guy if my life depended on it. Plus, I think we share some similarities, for example he is as quiet and shy as I am. I know, can you believe it?
C: Yes! :D That’s awesome! Remember what you said “The time will come” if he’s smart he will snatch you up in no time!
A: Yea, I doubt it. I bet he doesn’t even know I am alive… :( Did you know most of the students we’ve known since elementary school don’t recognize me.. It’s sad really.
C: I doubt your doubts! What do you mean they don’t recognize you, it’s not like you got a face transplant!
A: I know, but most of them asked if I was a student from another school. I had to answer them back, explaining that I’ve known them for quite some time. It took a while for them to realize I was telling the truth. It was awkward at that moment.
C: Awww. You need to tell me who said that. I am going to go up to them and be all like “Oh *Insert name here* I didn’t recognize you, you must have gotten uglier!” Bahah. I love ya but I don’t want to look back at my first day of high school and remember getting punched in the face several times.
A: Haha. It's good to know your sense of humor hasn’t changed, but face it. I am invisible. Seriously, I should practically be a part of the fantastic four or the justice league for it. I CAN DEFEAT BAD GUYS BY CAUSING THEM MEMORY LOSS TOWARD MY IDENTITY. I wouldn't even need a secret identity, considering everyone would forget who I am in the first place
C: Wow.. You seriously made me laugh out loud. Mrs. Roucle looked at me like a crazy person. It's their loss if they don't remember. You’re an awesome person! Dude I can't wait to go home!
A: I know what you mean! I can't either. However, I have dance after this. Followed by History, I am so full of joy... I hope that cute guy is in another one of my classes
C: I have Math then English. Ick. By the way, If that cute guy is in your dance class.. You might want to rethink the whole liking him thing. :P
A: Haha! Good point! I'll keep that in mind, but you never know! Guys that can dance can be hot, cause would you seriously date a guy who danced like a fish out of water? I know I wouldn't!
C: Well then again dating a guy who danced like he was having seizures would give me a confidence boost because I would look like an award winning dancer compared to him. We only have 3 minutes left!! Woohoo!
A: As much as I enjoyed listening to this woman go on about the course, I did enjoy talking to you! And this is like the only class we can talk.. I miss you!
C: Hahah! I know! I'll miss you too. I guess we can talk later to night... Have a good day BYE!
A: Umm.. you know you could just say that to me out loud, right? Class is over.
C: ... I just felt the need to finish the note, that’s all. :)
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The rest of the classes after 5th period were the same routine as earlier. Walk in, take a seat in the middle of the room and hope for somebody I know to walk in. When I got home I was overjoyed, finally I could just relax. Before I could get to my room my mom bombarded me with one million questions: How was your day? Did you like your teachers? Do you like your classes? I just gave her the cliché answer most kids give.. It was fine. It’s not like I was expecting it to be the greatest day of my life or anything. I took off my shoes and laid down on my floor staring at the ceiling.
Why couldn’t the summer last longer. You get to wake up in the afternoon, stay up till 3 in the morning and spend all your free time with your friends at the pool.. Or just sitting there watching T.V. The lovely simple ways of summer life.
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