There is so much to tell, I don't know where to start.
So let's start with me! My name is Grace Kent and I am a freshman at a very small school in the Pacific Northwest. I am not the most popular girl in school, but I don't sit quietly in the back of the room either. (I've actually gotten in trouble for talking in class, on more than one occasion.) I am very good at languages and very bad at Biology. I really like school. So much so, I feel the need to share my high school stories with whoever will listen, which I guess, in this case, is you!
My vocab word for this week is "eccentric". It means "not conventional; a little kooky; irregular". My classmates are eccentric.
My best friend Kelsey is the loudest, nicest, and most fun person in the world. We've known each other since we were in 6th grade, and we do everything together. And, of course, I have to tell you about Sneed. His full name is Cody Sneed, but we all just call him Sneed. There is an unspoken consensus that he will one day grow up to be either the head of the Secret Service, or the country's most wanted serial killer, but for now, he's just my locker buddy. I don't have any "arch enemies", but I try to steer clear from the Maybellines. You know, they're those girls who are 16 going on 30, wearing too much makeup and trying to be all that and a bag of chips. And fortunately for my Biology grades, Jean, the smartest girl in our grade, is my bus buddy. We sit together on the drive to school, where she helps me with my homework.
And then there's my principal.
When you look up the definition of "intimidating", you should see a picture of my principal. She is Irish, with red hair and a temper to match. Her name is Ms. O'Flaherty, but we all call her The Flare. Like the flare of dynamite.
Well, I have to go now; I think the teacher is collecting our math homework. In my next note, I'll tell you about what happened the first time I got called in to The Flare's office.
Teacher's coming, so I'm folding the note up. Please pass it on!