Teenage years

anyonmous

my story is one that seems insignificant, but it matters the world to me and its been bothering me a lot for the last 4 months. I came into high school not knowing anyone, very nervous very scared. But soon i started interacting with people and made a lot of friends. Freshman year was all about meeting people and i made a lot of great friends. Soon sophomore year came around and it was great. I was starting j.v qb and we were a great team. we developed a great group a friends and we chilled and learned how to party. It was great because i started trying new things and made best friends. there were certain friends that i loved paul, jon, and dylan. These guys were my best friends and were the leaders of our group. We caused some mischief around the school but nothing serious. Soon we began to "run the school" as sophomores. It was the best year of my life. That summer was even better, i loved high school, it was the happiest ive been in so long. Junior year came rolling around and now that i think about it i had a great time, but then i hated it. The group kindve dispersed and a few kids got kicked out of the school. I felt so bad for them, and couldn't believe what they were going through but we kept on going. I stayed friends with everyone, but other people grew apart. I had a lotta fun but it wasn't the same with everyone growing apart. I was on varsity football but i didn't start i was being groomed to be the starting Qb next yea at the end of the year we started practicing. Senior year was looking great, everyone started getting bak together, the group reemerged and i was gonna start at qb. It was gonna be like a better sophomore year. Finally the year came to an end and we had our last final for the year. My friend paul asked me to text him some answers on it. I figured it wasn't a big deal so i did. He got caught by a teacher, and they found my name in the phone. i got kicked out of the school and all my dreams of a great senior year vanished in front of my eyes because i didn't wanna c my best friend fail for the year. I tried to be a good friend and now i go 2 a public school, and i still talk to a few of my friends but its not the same. Im very depressed now, and just keep on looking back on the thing i wanted most senior year at my old school. and i got kicked out for helping my best friend. the irony