I’d known cruelty in a school—cruelty that would keep these amateurs up all night. But this kind of scene—crowds batting around a person because they thought he was weak—happened to be my personal trigger.
Laura Anderson KurkStichwörter: cruelty bullying high-school glass-girl meg-kavanagh
Grayson noticed me next to the lockers. He pointed at me then held his arms out magnanimously. “You’re welcome, new girl,” he said. “I just saved you from having to find a nice way to say no to the leg dragger.
Laura Anderson KurkStichwörter: cruelty bullying high-school special-needs glass-girl meg-kavanagh thanet
I found I could only glance at him for tiny moments and then I had to look away. He was perfect enough to hurt my feelings for a long time, and I wanted to let him.
Laura Anderson KurkStichwörter: love dating high-school young-adult-fiction teen-fiction ya-fiction wyoming glass-girl henry-whitmire meg-kavanagh laura-anderson-kurk
Those aren't girls. They're vultures.
Katie McGarryStichwörter: high-school bullies high-school-girls
The only rule is that you can't cross this line. If the ball hits you, you're
out. If someone catches a ball you throw, you're out. We'll keep playing until there are five of you left,” Dinkleman explained.
I thought to myself, “What the fuck? That was like, four rules, not one.
Stichwörter: high-school locker-room
Swish,” the net sounded like the blast of a cannon, signaling the game was tied at 64. Dave then saw the second shot in his mind before even going into his pre-shot routine. The ball tickled the front rim, brushed against the backboard, and then dropped through the net. The home crowd erupted as Dave backpedaled toward the opposing rim. Central High attempted a last-second shot that fell short into Breslin's hands. The fans rushed onto the floor as the number two train came roaring into the station, bringing Dave back from his glorious past back into the oppressive heat of the present.
Phil WohlStichwörter: basketball high-school
Pete Berman sized up his competition like a predator lining up its prey. Gerry Williams dribbled once with his left hand, stopped on a dime, and nailed an open 15-footer. He had played on the Fellingwood Varsity Basketball Team since his freshman year, and was now a 16 year-old boy in a man's body. Pete sat on a board of the old splinter-ridden, wooden stands fixed on Gerry, but he was unable to defend his turf. His team was losing badly again, and the waiting was pure agony.
Phil WohlStichwörter: basketball high-school
The Colonel ran ahead of me, gleeful at his ejection, and I jogged after him, trailing in his wake. I wanted to be one of those people who have streaks to maintain, who scorch the ground with their intensity. But for now, at least I knew such people,and they needed me, just like comets need tails.
John GreenStichwörter: high-school
Look, this is helping me out quite a bit, but could you just get to the punishment part? We're at the end of World War Two in history, and I can't wait to find out who wins.
Rob ThomasStichwörter: wit snark high-school
It's as if once you hit high school, you're programmed, like a robot, to be an asshole to your parents.
Sara ZarrStichwörter: growing-up high-school
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