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Coral Springs High School: A Short Story

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Fresh Start My first night at the new house couldn’t have gotten worse. I woke up and saw some teenage boys giggling while jumping out of my window. At first I was confused, but when I stood up to turn on the lights, I felt a quick rush of pain. I looked down and saw that my entire room was filled with little lego pieces. I already didn’t like the boys from my neighborhood. Later that evening, my family was invited to dinner by our neighbors. I was forced to go to be nice to our neighbors even though all I wanted to do was dig my head in a good book. During dinner, I recognized their son. He was one of the ones who pulled the prank. I knew from the start that I’ve gotten off to a rough start. The next day was my first day of school at Coral Springs High. …show more content…

I was very nervous but excited at the same time. Some of my friends came over and gave me a big makeover. They curled my hair, put what felt like a ton of makeup on me, and dressed me in a beautiful rose colored dress. Soon after I heard a knock on the door and ran up to open it. There in front of me stood Austin dressed in a black...sharp looking suit. When we arrived at prom, we had a magnificent time together. One thing that really caught my eye was Nate always looking at me as if I had toilet paper on my shoe. I didn’t pay much attention to it. I felt a little quiverish towards the middle of prom so I told Austin I would go home. He escorted me to our ride and gave me a kiss on the cheek saying, “Goodnight”. As I was walking into the cafeteria the next day, I saw a mob of people. I squeezed into the middle to figure out what was going on. I saw Nate punching Austin in the face. Austin yelled out, “What was that for?” “I saw you yesterday behind the school with that other girl after Kate left!” As soon as I heard those words I ran to my car and drove home trying not to tear up. Austin later tried explaining it all to me, but I didn’t want to hear anything. I told him we were

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