Monday, June 06, 2011 By Amanda Farrell - Sierra Wheelock Advertising Senior Story High school is a very interesting time, you go through so much within four years of being here. It’s more then just homework and test. its friendship and bonds that are going to be built that will never leave you. this is my senior story, my four years in this school have changed me so much. I am a very different person then who I was on freshman orientation day. Thought middle school I was the “it” factor. I ran the school. as much as i wanted to continue that through out high school. that's not what happened, and truthfully i am okay with that. I loved my high school years. So much has happened to me, and i have changed so much as a person, in a good way. Freshman year, walking trough the doors on the last Tuesday in August i am a confident fourteen year old with my new clothes and hair all done up ready to show Mount Mansfield what i have to offer. i walk up to the check in desk and tell the upperclassmen my name, take the name tag and begin to mingle. i see old friends from middle school, but i don’t go over to them.  I see a group of cute boys and give my flirty look. I admit I was a bit boy crazy. okay a little more then a bit. I wanted to be center of attention to everyone. Finally it was time to break off into our groups i go to the room that i am told to. I know one girl in my group, not wanting to look like a loner I go over and talk with her, just until more people arrived. then i mingled with them instead. I wanted to be known by all the people that i could. we were loading onto our bus to head to the bowling alley. I sit in the back and people pile in. and before I knew it I was talking it up with everyone. still trying to keep my “cool” image. by the time we made it to the bowling alley I had already pick who I wanted to be on my team. while we were bowling i started to put my guard down and just have fun. That didn’t last long. I saw a cute boy from browns river. and the “popular” me came back out. I wanted to impress him. the bus ride back to the school was fun. I sat with all the same people and just enjoyed myself. But of coarse I kept the “cool” factor going. I felt like everyone wanted to be my friend. When we arrived back at the school it was time to do classes and locker trips. my locker is number 4101. After I got everything worked out with my locker I went to help others. My sister was a senior at this point so i already felt like I ran the school so I went to help others. Of coarse my main target was boys. while I was helping one guy with his locker I notice this guy trying to open his locker. I noticed that it was my locker that he was trying to get into. perfect right? So I walked over and told him that was my locker in a flirty way and he noticed that I was right and we just started talking. I remember later that day during our meeting him looking up at me. I thought I was so cool back then. Thought that year i would walk down the halls with so much with so much confidants.  i would sit at the senior table with my sister and her friends. i was so happy then, everyone knew who i was. i ran the school, so i thought. Senior year: remember that “it” factor girl that had all the confidants in the world?  yeah, well that’s me anymore. I am now a calm and collective honor roll student. Don’t get me wrong, I definitely still get attention, but in a different way. people don’t know me as the “it” factor anymore, people know me for who I am. I love my friends and family and i just enjoy being with people, I don’t have to be the center of attention anymore. and i defiantly am not boy crazy anymore. Yeah I am still confidant, I still walk down the halls with my head held high with my pack of friends that I adore. But these friends are no where near the same kids that they were freshman year. I hardly talk to those kids anymore. and my friends aren’t just from one click of people either. I have my best friend her name is Emily. We have been through so much together. We weren’t fans of each other in middle school or even high school till this year. But within this one year she is amazing I love her to death. I don't know where I would be without her. We are crazy we go out to lunch every other day on our senior privileges, just to have girl time. other then her I got my pack of friends that are amazing. One of my closest friends is Cami. If you would see us you would never expect us to be as close as we are. she is the typical red neck chick who doesn’t care about what people think. and here I am the girl that likes attention and matches my outfits perfectly. but we are the best of friends she's a great girl and is always there for me. And there is Ashley she has been one of my best friends since sophomore year. We met at the fair, even though we go to the same school we didn’t really know each other. But now we are so close we have sleepovers almost every night all Junior year. And to this day we will still be "besties." Two guys that I am very close with and has been there for me for as long as I can remember are Jake and Alan, this boys are very different. If you looked up red neck in the dictionary you would see Jake’s picture, and Alan not so much hes more of the lacrosse, football player kind of guy. I don’t know where I would be without all of these people in my life. Tthey have made me who I am today. As the last few days of high school come to a close it is finally hitting me. this is it. My high school life is over. Its onto the real world. It didn’t really hit me until the underclassmen came up to me, hug me and told me how much they are going to miss me. I have made so many friends over these four years. As I walk through the halls and see all the people I start to think about next year and how I wont be at MMU anymore. The past few months has been when the flashbacks have hit me. I think about all that i have gone through in this school. i have been through so much. All my classes, friends off and on, breaking up and making up. learning how to drive, find out who i am. All of this I can thank MMU for. There’s are the best years of our lives. Underclassmen.. enjoy them. Live.Laugh.Love.

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