So seventh grade was an... Interesting year I guess you could say. HERE WE GOOO!
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First day of school. This year I had Ally by my side as we ran in line to get our class schedules. I had the classes I hated all before lunch,  history, math, tech, and P.E in that order. Then science and English. It was in history and tech I made a friend named Shy. Shy was very rougeish. She and all the other popular kids went to this thing called teen zone, I remember she told me stories about going their and seeing kids do drugs and have sex, I wouldn't have lasted a minute in their. But we became friends anyways. I didn't mention in 6th grade, but I met a friend of my aunts then. His name is Michael. (He reads my books so I feel comfy using his real name. Hi Michael lololol.) Anyways he was going to my school and I got to meet his group of friends. We would all grow to be friends later in the year. As the year passed, me and Ally were still great friends. We even joined drama club together. For our yearbook photo, I found out she flipped off the camera. It was hilarious. She became great friends with the office staff after that.  And also because she was always hurt or not feeling good. The office was like her second home. Anyways, nothing really interesting happened in classes that I can remember. I remember that my history teacher probably ate puppies she was so mean, nobody could understand my math or tech teacher cause they had thick accents, I think the only teacher that liked me was my English teacher. Now that was a class I loved. I loved English in general. And my friends made it even better. I remember that the last week of school me and my friend Sara sat in the corner of the classroom at my desk watching Markiplier. Yep, friends forever. So remember the group of kids I said Michael hung out with?  I'm gonna go more into detail with that. They were all really weird but in a good way. One of them stuck out to me though. His name was Jack. Jack was funny and cool. I felt like he almost held the group together. Besides Ally and Michael, we were really good friends. I felt different when I was with him. He always made me laugh and smile on my worst days. He was there when sometimes others weren't. But I digress. I hung out with them a lot over the year. If you find my YouTube channel, I recorded the last two days of school for my own memories. At the very end I thanked a bunch of people, they all made my year amazing. So the end of the year was rolling by, 7th grade wasn't very eventful, at least not much from what I can remember. I know I said it was interesting, but I guess you had to have been there to know what I'm talking about. And instead of a graduation, they took us to Levi stadium and we got to tour the museum. I wish I was in 6th grade that year, they got to go to the amusement park. Stupid 6th graders. So school ended and I left with a feeling of sadness and emptiness. I knew I was gonna see all of them again, then why did I feel like this?  Who did I miss so badly that I feel empty without them. That summer me and Michael hung out a lot and me and Ally had a bunch of sleepovers because you know, girl things. As 8th grade came closer, I started to feel the feeling of emptiness disappear. Seriously, who was it that caused me this feeling that it had that big of an effect on me?  Well...
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And imma stop right there!!!  I was in a bad mood so I decided to write. I just need to write about 8th grade so you guys know that I really did go through my own personal hell. And yes I know, middle school problems that everyone goes through, but I swear to God for that whole year I felt like someone stuck me in a high school wattpad fan fiction not even kidding it was so dramatic and hell like. Okay I'm going to bed now.  Gnight everyone. I'll update tomorrow if I'm not stuck doing homework. Bye!