I was on pins and needles on my first day in high school. From the moment I woke up, I already felt the butterflies in my stomach. I could hardly eat the hearty breakfast served that morning. The short drive to school seemed to take forever. And then, the school bell finally rang. It was the start of a long day, I thought to myself.

We were happily greeted by our teachers and were asked to be seated. When I sat down, I set my goals then did my work. But when the time came that I needed to score, I was nervous again. What should I do? What should I say? I asked myself. Then, with all courage, I raised my flag. Mrs. Perez answered it. Then off I went to the scoring station. After doing so, I was faced with another fear: how to tell Ma'am that I was done with my goal. Since I was used to just putting my PACE on top, I did this, then Mrs. Perez corrected me and told me what to do.

The day went on smoothly. Then, when the clock struck 3:00, it was goal-checking. All I needed was a asignature, then I was through with my goals. But when they rang the goal-checking bell, I thought that I was not allowed to raise my flag anymore. Thankfully, Mrs. Perez saw me staring at my office and asked me to do my unfinished goals. When I told her that I needed a signature, she gave it to Ms. Barile and fortunately, I was able to finish my goals.

It was my first day in high school - a day I had dreaded to think about. The time had come and I survived it.