I attended a public school in West Covina, a city where nothing really happens. It was a school that was sectioned off into three parts: kindergarten, elementary, and middle school. I had attended that school for nine years, meeting new friends and drifting away from old. But there was one person I never drifted from. In fifth grade, my good friend Alina introduced me to a girl named Marisa at our end of the year luau. Marisa is a girl with wavy brown hair and brown eyes. She had a bigger built than me and had slightly towered over my 4’10” height. She was, and is, a very intelligent looking female and usually speaks with a confident and kind tone. I had already made myself acquainted with Marisa back in fourth grade and later in fifth grade. We did not have the same
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I had made many good friends in those four years and Marisa and I have been together forever. Everyone was leaving for their preferred colleges with people they knew who were going there. The colleges I wanted to be accepted to had no one I knew. I considered going into the army to get some time to think, but I wanted to continue my education to become a nurse.
“What if I won’t be able to make friends? What if people don’t like me? I’ll be alone.” Those few thoughts ran through my head.
Luckily, my dream college was in the same area as her dream college. The colleges are only a good ten to twenty minute drive to each other. We had planned on visiting each other and driving down to downtown LA to hang out and grab lunch. We wanted to have sleepovers and rant to each other about how we’re learning much more than we in did high school. But that changed when she was waitlisted.
Marisa tried to appeal to the college, but things did not work out. She ended up going to her second choice, UC Riverside. I was upset for ending up farther away from her, but focused on making sure I was prepared to start college and to meet new
I had made many good friends in those four years and Marisa and I have been together forever. Everyone was leaving for their preferred colleges with people they knew who were going there. The colleges I wanted to be accepted to had no one I knew. I considered going into the army to get some time to think, but I wanted to continue my education to become a nurse.
“What if I won’t be able to make friends? What if people don’t like me? I’ll be alone.” Those few thoughts ran through my head.
Luckily, my dream college was in the same area as her dream college. The colleges are only a good ten to twenty minute drive to each other. We had planned on visiting each other and driving down to downtown LA to hang out and grab lunch. We wanted to have sleepovers and rant to each other about how we’re learning much more than we in did high school. But that changed when she was waitlisted.
Marisa tried to appeal to the college, but things did not work out. She ended up going to her second choice, UC Riverside. I was upset for ending up farther away from her, but focused on making sure I was prepared to start college and to meet new