High School
Autor: Mikki • December 25, 2017 • 1,111 Words (5 Pages) • 819 Views
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to themselves.
As the day went on and periods were passed I started to get more comfortable with myself talking to some new kids and learning names. I had met one of the coolest kids in the school, Bryce Roberts, he was nice and hilarious and shared the same interests as me and later became one of my best friends. We both had the same personality and I found it weird to see that we were both shy but both ended up next to each other. He was simply wearing a Nike shirt and a pair of shorts, and I thought to myself why did I try so hard to pick my outfit, he must of took like a minute to decide what to wear and it took me all morning. Our conversation was quick and simple but I felt the vibe that we liked each other as individuals not even really knowing him. Was it because of the kind of clothing he wore, or the same interests we shared that brought us together? I could not put it together.
Later in the hallway I was still looking for the separation of friend groups, the jocks, the nerds, etc. But I did not quite seem to find them. As I was dazed in my thoughts my new friend Bryce introduced me to some of the other kids in my first period class, I was nervous to go up to them. I noticed them but did not think they would notice me. A couple of them noticed me and announced that I seemed pretty chill. It kind of made me think that I was judging them when I first saw them in first period and I categorized them in my head as not being good enough to talk to not because I was shy but the simple fact that I was looking for the coolest kids to talk to not realizing we’re all equal. I felt such a good vibe off of all them and at that point I kind of knew the fear I once had of opening up to people was soon gone. The thoughts I had toward high school and of friend groups being categorized was all just in my head. There was not really a separation of the jocks, the nerds, the cool kids or whatever those stupid movies in my head perceived it as. It sort of clicked in my head that high school is like a guessing game you really do not know what will come next and that no matter what just be yourself. I went home after my first day of high school happy and excited anticipating the next few years to come.
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