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Luke Price
As the morning light crept through the blinds and the sound of the alarm clock pierced the peaceful silence, a wave of nervous excitement washed over him- it was the first day of school. Getting ready that morning, Luke Price was reminded of the struggles of waking up early, especially after a long summer of late nights with friends and teammates. Greeted by the sounds of birds chirping, Luke could already feel the sweltering heat moving in as he left his house that morning. Driving to school he felt unusually out of place, for at this time during the summer he was usually on his way to another eventful day at the golf course. Nonetheless, he was quickly overcome with feelings of excitement for the new school year. After all, he was eager to reconnect with old friends he hadn’t seen over break. Arriving at school that morning, traffic was at its busiest; families dropping off their children, hundreds of familiar faces passing by his car, as well as a few unfamiliar ones. Dapping up his friends, Luke was reminded of how much he missed seeing them everyday, their long-awaited inside jokes always brought him joy any day of the week. He was ready for his senior year of high school.
Chloe Kimbrell
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Chole Kimbrell, still nervous, arrived at her freshmen homecoming in her floral beautidul black dress. Once she entered the dance, she took it all in and that nervous feeling started to slowly fade away, deep into the abyss of sweaty teenagers. Kimbrell became happy and was glad to be there as the night went on, glad that she didn’t miss the dance. The atmosphere was incredible, good music playing, adrenaline filled the people around them. She was having fun dancing, smiling along with the others.
Kimbrell felt nervous and terrified days before the dance. Being new to high school and not having many friends at the time did not make things easier. Kimbrell felt more anxious and had no desire to go to the dance, but one of Kimbrell’s good friends came and saved the day. Her friend encouraged her to go and said, “C’mon you have to go [or] you’re going to regret it.” Little did her friend know, she just saved Kimbrell from making a big mistake and missing an unforgettable night.
As Kimbrell arrived to her last ever homecoming, she entered the dance the same way she did her freshman year, nervous but excited. A weird feeling of deja vu encompassed her, as if this dance was going to be a repeat of one of the most incredible nights of her life.