Revere Hills High School Narrative

It had been a few weeks since your parents died in a tragic plane crash, though you didn’t feel all that sad. Of course, you were slightly upset, but it wasn’t that bad. Your parents had never really built an emotional bond with you. They were more like dictators, they forced you to be the three P’s: posh, proper, and polite. When you wanted to play outside with the other kids, they shook their head in distaste, your mother telling you that’s not what ladies do. Since as long as you could remember you’d longed to make friends outside of your lonely mansion.

You had a single friend, Flynn the son of the head maid. The two of you snuck out of the mansion together into the front lawn to get a better view of the outside world. On all these adventures …show more content…
One of your escorts drove you to the school you were assigned in a black limo, and you marveled at the scenery. Your eyes darted across every surface, amazed by each detail. Beacon Hills High School was a red-brick building, you saw people your age moving about frantically, huddled into groups, shouting across large areas of concrete. You saw people with colored hair, dark clothes, metal piercing their skin. You were so busy gazing at the sight before you that you hardly noticed the car drive away, leaving you alone at this new school, but you didn’t feel that way at all. You almost felt overwhelmed, so many new things your brain could hardly process it …show more content…
The bathroom, follow me,” he said quickly and started marching down the hall again.

You held your arms close to you as you trailed after him, avoiding eye contact with the many students staring at you is curiosity. He soon noticed your distress and put an arm around you. “Hey, are you okay?” he asked quietly, trying to shelter you from people’s harsh stares. You nodded and looked at your feet. “You can tell me what’s wrong.”

“It’s just—” you took a deep breath, “I was so very excited to start public school and this is not at all what I expected. To be quite honest, I’m just very overwhelmed. There’s so many new things and they’re all so foreign to me. And I thought I’d have the time of my life here but it’s not all that great...” You looked up at him and he stared at you with sad eyes. “That was a bit rude, I’m sorry. I don’t mean to offend you but I’ve dreamt for years are finally living in the real world and I guess I’m just a bit disappointed.”

You stared into each other’s eyes for a while before Stiles clapped his hands together, “Yep, that’s highschool for you,” he pointed to a door next to where you standing. “There’s the