9th Grade: Chapter 1 Part 1So, we start off with the first day of "high school". People slithering, only 7 more minutes to class, as people are still hanging around talking to their friends, and possibly family. Freashmen don't know which classes they go to. Sadly, the freashmen that failed already know where they go to.As for me? Well I show my two best friends around, like if I know the school very well. Which to tell the truth I kinda do. Back when I was about to start 6th grade, I had went to a summer program at Liberty Middle School. Liberty was literatly put in with Freedom High School. I remember when I first rode a Rip Stick, which is a two wheeled skateboard.After I had lead them to their homerooms I had ran to my class, forgeting that we have 7 minutes between each class. Relizing that I had 4 minutes left. So I took a random seat, the one all the way in the back on the second row closest to the teacher's desk. As I sit down, I pull out my black drawing binder book reading the words that I taped to t
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