Middle School Narrative

Middle school was an adventure of awkwardly dressing and thinking you are cooler than you actually are. I remember growing up hearing the horror stories of that age and how hard seventh grade was compared to everything we have ever faced before. Seventh grade was the glory year. I hated my science teacher with a passion due to her non caring attitude, but I loved my English teacher. The best part of the entire year, was lunch. B lunch was an experience never to be forgotten. I sat at the same table with Jane and Carolyn, as well as a few others. Our table just so happened to be the table directly in front of the table the football players sat at. On occasion, the football players would mess with us during lunch. They started with throwing