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School Saga: Part II - High School

Updated on June 7, 2009
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First Day of High School

This is the continuation of the story about friends that began in School Saga: Elementary School. In this story, the friends are in high school; this is their first day of high school.

Stephanie, Sharon, Sandra, Annette and Ronnie went to a co-ed high school; Saint Theresa High School. Elizabeth's parents decided to send her to an all girl boarding school in another part of the country. At her farewell party, the girls all joked that she was going to a convent. They imagined that Elizabeth would return for holidays wearing a habit. For those who knew Elizabeth well, they knew that she was too vain to ever wear anything that concealed her curvaceous figure.

As school started in the fall, the girls were all excited to see how each other had changed, who was dating whom or who got 'knocked up'. They were also excited about meeting new friends. They were even more excited about the prospect of meeting hot boys. Even though they knew that high school was going to be more challenging than Middle school, they were bright and conscientious students and so were not phased by hard work.

Stephanie met Sharon in front of the school. They had kept in touch over the summer and so were constanly exchanging bits of information about themselves or other people that they ran into over the holidays. Sharon had met a boy over the summer while she and her family went away for a week's vacation on the northcoast. He lived in another town, but they were always calling each other. He was a jock and played soccer for his school.

"Here comes Annette now." said Sharon to Stephanie. "She looks like she was eating everything insight over summer." she whispered.

"You're right. She must have gained about thirty pounds." Agreed Stephanie.

"What are you looking at?" asked Annette, glaring at the girls.

"You, the mother load," said Stephanie, glaring right back at her.

"Why don't you tell me that I'm fat to my face?" bellowed Annette, walking up to Stephanie.

"I just did!" said Stephanie, snapping her fingers and shaking her head side to side.

Annette rushed at her to knock her over, but Stephanie stuck out her foot quickly in her way and she fell to the ground with a thud.

"Take that." said Stephanie. "That's for Elizabeth and all the other kids you beat up in Middle school." With that she and Sharon went in the school.

A small crowd had gathered around Annette while she got up from the ground, her pride slightly damaged. "What are you looking at?" she yelled at them. They quickly dispersed and she went on her way. This is not like Middle school, she thought. These girls are getting smarter, braver and stronger. I have to find a way to keep them in line and let them know who is in charge.

Stephanie and Sharon had their first class with Mr Taylor. He was teaching English Literature. Stephanie looked around the room quickly, she knew most of the students in her class. There were a handful of students that she did not recognize. She went up to one of the new girls and introduced herself.

"Hi, I'm Stephanie, and you are..." she extended her hand.

"I'm Shernette," she said with a British accent.

"Where are you from?" asked Stephanie.

"I'm from London, but my parents moved here for work." she replied.

"Wow! I've only read about England" offered Stephanie.

Sharon, then joined in on the conversation, "Who is from England?" she asked.

"Meet Shernette. She is new to our school. She is from London." introduced Stephanie.

Both girls eyed each other. Shernette was tall, about five feet, nine inches. She had long black hair that had some red highlights. She wore glasses and looked very sophisticated for her age.

"Please take a seat everyone." It was the voice of Mr Taylor about to start the class. The girls sat at the back of the class. Mr. Taylor gave them the outline for the course this year and they had to read about two books per week. Stephanie liked that because she was a book worm. Some of the other students groaned; most of the boys wanted to know if they had to read all these books.

After their first class, the girls had a few minutes to catch up on what others were doing over the summer. Stephanie met the other new students in her class. She introduced Shernette to many of her friends. Shernette was outgoing and friendly and soon a friendship was struck up with all three girls.

During lunch break, Stephanie, Sharon and Shernette went to the cafeteria for lunch. As they sat at a table in the middle of the room, Sharon spotted Ronnie across the hall. He was with Sandra.

"Hi Ronnie and Sandra, do you want to join our table?" Sharon yelled out to them.

"Sure." said Ronnie and Sandra followed along.

"So who do we have here?" asked Ronnie.

"This is Shernette," said Stephanie. "She is from London."

"Nice to meet you" said Ronnie extending his hand. "How is the queen?"

"How do you do?" asked Sandra."Which part of London are you from?"

"Brixton." said Shernette.

"I've got relatives in London. I was there for three weeks in July." beamed Sandra.

"What..." Shernette was about to find out some more about Sandra's visit, but there was a loud commotion at the far end of the hall. Loud voices were yelling and some people were laughing. There was a crowd gathering.

"Let's get out of here" suggested Stephanie. "It's too loud in here. Can't hear yourself think.." she led the way out of the cafeteria to a set of benches under a tree next to the building.

Ronnie was carrying Sandra's tray. "So you guys are together now?" asked Sharon. Stephanie tried to stop her but the question was out.

Sandra looked embarrassed, "Yes, we are going steady." she replied.

"Good for you. You look good together" said Stephanie, trying to neutralize the situation.

"I thought you hated his guts last year. When did that change?" Sharon curiously probed.

"You don't have to tell us anything if you don't want to. Sharon is being nosey." said Stephanie with a wink to Sandra. She wanted to hear the details but it looked like Sandra was not ready to share yet.

"By the way Shernette, we know each other since grade three. Ronnie can tell you about Mrs Todd and grade five." said Stephanie with a devilish grin.

"I remember in grade six, when Mrs Matthews made Ronnie take over her Geography class because he was being disruptive," recounted Sharon.

"Now that was funny. Ronnie was having fun with the class, not quite the idea that Mrs Matthew was hoping for." Sandra piped in, laughing so hard, she almost choked on her chocolate milk.

"Do you have siblings?" asked Ronnie, trying to change the subject.

"Yes, I have an older brother, Jake and a younger sister Heidi." said Shernette.

"Jake Bramwell?" asked Sharon.

"Yes, that's my brother. Do you know him?" inquired Shernette.

"Oh my God!" said Stephanie, "what a small world!"

It turned out that Sharon had met Shernette's brother, Jake while she was on vacation with her family over the summer. They had been talking on the phone every day since then. Sharon had even spoken with Shernette a couple of times when she called the house.

"Sharon, my brother's girl friend.." Shernette realized that she had spoken to Sharon on several occasions. They had spoken once for about five minutes while waiting for Jake to get the phone. "He is going to be pleasantly surprised when I tell him that I've met you."

"Wait!" said Stephanie excitedly. "Don't tell him just yet.This is what you do.. arrange for Sharon and I to visit you at home and then..."

"That's a fantastic idea!" said Shernette. "Let's do it tomorrow at dinner time." she suggested.

"So all of us are invited?" asked Ronnie.

"Absolutely!" said Shernette. "I'll have Minerva make enough dinner for everyone."

"Minerva is your mother's name?" asked Sharon.

"She's the housekeeper" replied Shernette.

As the girls resumed their class for the rest of the day, they were excited about what would happen the next evening. Sharon was the most excited of them all. Annette made her plot for revenge.

The characters in this story are not real. The story is about real events that could take place in a high school near you.

See also hub about High School Friends


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      Zeemah 3 years ago

      Brianna Vassar - Hey! I was just wondering how much ptucires are for the bridal and engagement portraits! I am really looking forward to hearing your feedback! your portraits are AMAZING and I want my sister to have the best photographer possible for her portraits.Please email me back! Thank you very much!-Brianna

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      Sandria Green-Stewart 9 years ago from Toronto, Canada

      ahpoetic, thanks for your comment. Being a substitute teacher can be challenging. You are right, some kids can be very disruptive because they are showing off to their friends. I taught grades four, five and nine for awhile, and the older boys were notorious for that. They were trying to impress the girls that they are cool and know more than everyone else, including the teacher. I've seen it backfire on a few...

      Thanks for dropping by.

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      ahpoetic 9 years ago

      I'm a substitute teacher and I try to teach some kids that they can't perform for their friends when they're being rude and disruptive to teachers and the class.

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      Sandria Green-Stewart 9 years ago from Toronto, Canada

      k@ri, thanks for your comment. The continuation is coming soon!

      Thanks for dropping by...

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      Kari Poulsen 9 years ago from Ohio

      I can't wait to see what transpires at dinner! This is a wonderful continuation to your elementary school story!


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