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Auto-biography. Created by Ituharu

Guide to my story

"Words here" <-- Speaking out loud

Italics will pose as "thoughts"

Capitalization such as "OMG" will pose as yelling depending on whether it is italicized or quoted

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This is a First-Person View Story. So I will be telling it from, of course, my point of view.

Enjoy!

Ugh...The alarm......What joy...The first day of school...

I signed up a day before..I believe it was Tuesday. So this would make it Wednesday. I was quite nervous because the people here were newer than that I was used to.

[Flash Back]

"CJ! Hurry up and pack!" My Dad coughing. He was deathly sick. Yet he still seemed to have energy to order me around. Joy...Another move. "So, where this time Dad? Back to Grandma's?" I had replied to his country-ish voice. "Yeah. You'll be going to school there instead. We can't afford to pay rent here." I sighed. ''So..I'll have to live life like this again. Greeeat.''

[Arriving at Grandma's house.]

It was nighttime so obviously I'd get signed up for school the next day. I began debating on whether I should mention I just came from Beaufort or I am originally from California. California..People will wonder why I moved so far away. Setting an alarm for 5:00am for god-knows-why, I began to sleep, having several nightmares of one of those "New Kid Blues" worrying about how I'll make friends and such.

[End Flash Back]

''Aah..Daily Routine..Never gets old. Wake up, Shower, Dress, Eat, and Brush.'' Those were thing I did on a daily basis. I could describe it but, that'd be boring enough. Attempting to wake my father up from his slumber so he could take me to school I waited for him to start the car. Although nervous I was anxious to get to school. School being a first and last priority in my life I enjoyed it most of the time. The drive wasn't too long, around 10 minutes, we decided to take the back road which seemed to be faster than the front road ironically.

[Arriving at "Ware Shoals High/Jr.High School"]

The school looking old aged, like one of those schools that'd be in a old time movie from the 80s with black and white screen T.V.'s. ''Get over it CJ. This is your new school get used to the look.'' The day I signed up I wasn't assigned a locker. So I'm now worried over the weight of my backpack. As my dad pulls up to the school I quickly jump out "Bye Dad." I said, quickly closing the door before he could reply and turned to the opening that stood before me. As I walked down towards what I guessed to be the Gym, the guidance counseler, Mr.Woods seemingly appeared before me with my schedule and some help. "CJ, This is your schedule you'll be going to P.E first, then Art, and so on. Today is a Homeroom day so go to Mr.King's room when the bell rings....OH, and either go to the cafeteria or Gym during the mornings." Nodding to Mr.Woods I quietly walked off observing my schedule. ''Art...AGAIN? 4th freakin straight year..Damn it.'' Pulling the door open I slipped myself in. Sitting down alone ignoring the calls coming from behind me. I continued to observe the schedule that was given to me. BEEEEEEEEP. ''Holy hell. That's their bells?'' The Gym seemed to scurry to the doors like ants who smell food. I too joined this crowd and headed to the Jr.High that was presented to me earlier when I signed up.

[Mr. King's Class Homeroom]

I walked in, taking a seat in the back awaiting for role-call. Several people looked at me and asked me for my name. Two blondes, girls of course, asked curiously. Should I answer or should I just keep quiet? This place isn't exactly what I expected but I guess I should make friends. "CJ." Replying to the blonde's questions. My name soon became known within one homeroom period. Of course you couldn't forget the "Are you Chinese?" questions. Amusement to the ignorance of the unknown. I calmly reply "No, I'm filipino." Another question is "What school you come from?" Knowing my answer already from last night I reply once more "California." Yes..That also spread around but people want to make sure so I get a full month of this.

[Lunch Room]

Walking to lunch with my Science and homeroom teacher Mr. King A creepy old man, kinda gives me the creeps. I made myself some friends from the football team. They asked if I wanted to join and that I should if I wanted to. I took this into mind and decided to check it out later. A took notice to a decent girl in my Science class though. She had long brown hair and was sized decently. Not that I cared about weight or height, she was attractive to my eyes. I had yet to find her name but I wasn't too concerned. Walking into the lunch room for the first time of my school year I had stared at it's unique design. ''A salad bar? Lunch served from there?'' Picking up a purple tray I had begun to observe the lunch. Although I cannot remember the contents I automatically noticed the "wagon" lunch as we called it in my old schools. ''Fries, Chips, Rice Krispies. My Favorites.'' Due to the fact I wasn't assigned a lunch number yet. I could only get a couple free lunches before receiving my number but I didn't know this until later on in the school year. Walking away from the register I had felt as if the world stopped. I stood in the middle of the arched doorway to the tables and booths of the lunchroom. Shit...Where can I sit? I saw the lunch room get smaller until I saw some familiars from my Science class spot me and ask to sit down. There wasn't much conversation going on at this table. Dirt bike this, Golf that, Football join c'mon..So annoying I ate quietly occasionally joining the conversation then backing out quickly.

[3:00pm]

Walking out of my Math teacher's class, I had yet to switch to Algebra-1 Honors because Pre-Algebra was way too easy for me. I walked up the steps with all my books from class and made my way around to the busses. Remembering about the football offer, I headed towards what seemed to sound like grunting and slamming noises. JV and Varsity practice... I stood at the stands until I heard calls about joining the football team come from behind me. I might as well..Keeps me out of the house. Sighing I headed to my Dad, who seemed to be looking for me to take me home, seemingly proud I checked out the football team.

''These days were repetitive. I will be skipping the football season to the last game, where I had my first highlight.''

[Game 7 Team Record 0-6]

Quarter 3: 2:36 left. I had finally been put into the feild as a Corner back on Defense. A run play. I had sensed he was coming to my side because the RB seemingly rushed to my front. Being agile came in handy in this situation. Brushing him aside quickly I came in for the tackle with ease setting him back before the first down line. Turnover. I immediately became an asset for the team. Everyone was suprised I was so useful after a bit of racism and uselessness feedback I've been getting. Take that assholes. My Dad, behind the fence going wild I felt happy for a moment. But only a moment. My life has taken a rather rash turn in the future. This happiness will not last.

--Ituharu~ (talk) 04:16, 2 August 2008 (UTC)