Through the Eyes of Others
" Watch it! You rich snobby Pantera." Shouts one of the several envious girls in the hallway of Cypress Springs high school. Panteras are the well known drill team for Cy-Springs. In the entire Cy-Fair I.S.D,Cypress Springs is one of the top most crowded schools. In the past year the attendence at the high school has reached over 4,000 students. Which is a cause to all the gang and fight problems that has hit a maxium over the years. The constant running , pushing, and screaming between all six classes, can get very irritating at times, due to the crowded school and hallways.
For Instance, Ding Ding! Goes the bell to release class. Out run all the students like a spooked herd of cattle. Almost over heated from a very rough; fifty-minute practice. I was on my way to my fourth period pre-calculus class, which had to be the most difficult class on my senior year schedule. That so happened to be right after my first exhausting dance practice of the day. Trying to push my way through the jungle like hall to get to class. While finishing putting on my jewelry, make up, or anything else to freshen myself up with that I didn't have time to do.
Finally, the two-minute bell rang. The student's scattered like cops busting another one of their weekend parties. These two minutes are a crucial count down to see if you can make it to class before being tardy. So I rushed to my fourth period class with my huge bulky beaming red bag with navy blue stiching of our Pantera emblem tagging along; filled with my practice uniform and smelly dance shoes. As I reached the hall of my classroom the hallway started to become alittle more empty than it was before. I quickly turned the corner, I accidentally bumped into a girl with my huge Pantera bag. Causing her to stumble over her feet and shout out me " Watch It!" I replied softly "I'm really sorry." "Ya'll ain't nothing, but some little white girls that think ya'll are better than...