middle school memories

Glitch in the Matrix

for sixpenceee!

The other day, I’d remembered this weird thing that happened to a whole bus of us band kids in 8th grade.

We were set to perform at the city auditorium for some reason or another. The map below shows the distance between our school and the auditorium.

We finished and loaded onto the school bus. We were all a little stiff since we were wearing our brand new uniforms, and I remember my friend and I got to have our own seats near the back of the bus. We began to depart for the school (via the blue route above), and as we passed under the first highway, the bus seemed to hit a pothole or something because there was this HUGE bump.

Like this bump was so ridiculous that nearly everyone in the bus seemed to float in the air for a moment (because the bus hit a huge ass pothole?? I dunno???), and we all crashed down into our seats. My friend was sitting with her legs propped up and she was drinking a Dr. Pepper and it got all over her freaking uniform, I remember. My spine was KILLING me due to my butt slamming into the uncomfortable bus seats. I ALSO remember there being a weird flash of lights.

All of this (bump, freaking out, and all) only lasted about 10-15 seconds. So I looked out the window, and I realized that we were already pulling into our school’s bus entrance????

The whole bus fell silent and just confusedly murmured amongst themselves as my friend and I shrieked, “WHAT?!? BUT.. HOW! WH- I DON’T UNDERSTAND.”

What should have been a 6-10 minute bus ride only lasted about two minutes and we didn’t even pass under the second highway. We were forever convinced that we’d somehow teleported.

It was just a funny little thing but still. That was freaky.

  • friend: *has a casual question about video games*
  • me: i could explain that lore to you but the cost is that you will not want to be my friend anymore once i reveal that i'm a level 9000 nerd wizard
If You Wanted A Song Written About You, All You Had To Do Was Ask
Mayday Parade
If You Wanted A Song Written About You, All You Had To Do Was Ask

And you dropped the note and we changed key
You changed yourself and i changed me
I really didn’t see us singing through this
Then you screamed the bridge
And i cried the verse
And our chorus came out unrehearsed
And you smiled the whole way through it
I guess maybe that’s what’s worse

Inktober | Day 12

Naminé… the girl who can make you forget about that really embarrassing phase you had in middle school… or create fake memories of one…

P.S. I headcanon that she still draws like she did as a tiny bab in the Chain of Memories manga:

Come to think of it… this is a fake memory that Naminé planted into Sora’s heart. She could have made him remember her as a child flippin’ artistic prodigy… but no…

Laika Studios AU

Coraline, Norman, Kubo, and Eggs all go to the same middle school.

Coraline is probably the president of some school club and maybe participates in plays and a lot of other extracurriculars. She’s a little on the bossy side and takes control of everything. She’s the one who sticks up for the misfits and weirdos at school, since she’s a weirdo herself.

Norman is that weird kid who very few understand. He’s often caught talking to corners and eats in the bathroom alone, although he claims that he’s not really alone. Some people are scared of him. He gets bullied a lot, but the other Laika kids stick up for him.

Kubo is that kid that always walks around with his shamisen and takes a lot of music classes. He often stays after-school a lot because he really doesn’t have anyone to pick him up so he has to take the late bus. His mother is sick and his abusive aunts and grandfather are causing major family issues, since they really want custody of him. Luckily, he’s got his Laika buddies on his side.

Eggs is the person everyone goes to if they need their game system fixed or their computer hacked. He hangs out around trash cans and is known by the teachers to be a real troublemaker (he hacked into the school camera system!) but everyone knows that he’s super sweet and means well. The other Laika kids keep him out of too much trouble.

2

Hey guys. I know I’ve seen tumblr and other social media sites have success or at least assist with these things in the past, so I come here now in hope of any chance of success.

This is my 13 year old second cousin, Kylee, and she’s been missing since the 23rd. The area is Central Ohio (Hilliard).

Here’s some info from the Facebook post:

She went for a walk in her neighborhood around 7pm, October 23rd, on Tanglewood blvd in Hilliard and never returned home. She’s a student at Hilliard Memorial Middle School. She’s 13 years old, 5'2, about 100lbs, brown eyes, brown hair with blonde highlights. Last seen wearing a sweatshirt with her hair in a bun. 

If you’ve seen her or have any information, please call the Columbus police non emergency number (614) 645-4545 (or 911, if needed). 

Signal boosts are deeply appreciated.

Thanks. I’ll update this if I hear anything.

UPDATE – SHE HAS BEEN FOUND SAFE

medium.com
A Nerd Does Hard Time – Dan Wilbur – Medium
As incentive against misbehavior of all kinds, students who did not receive a single detention during the entire year at Lewis F. Mayer…
By Dan Wilbur

I wrote about my fondest memory from middle school. Topics include: justice, lunch ladies, Moonrock (Cosmic) Bowling, drugs, and an in-school suspension. I hope you like it.

anonymous asked:

Hi! I binge read all of these haha, but could you do RFA+V+Saeran react to MC having a stuffed animal they are overly attached to? I'm obsessed with this fluffy cow I have.. It's embarrassing but I feel like it would be a cute lil thing to write.


Haha, so cute! Don’t we all have one of those:) Hope you like these scenarios!


Zen:

  • You offer to drive him to work one day
  • While you’re grabbing one last thing out of the house, you tell him to get in the car
  • He notices a stuffed penguin on your dashboard
  • It looks familiar and finally he realizes its the one he gave you when you first started dating
  • “You’ve been keeping it in the car the whole time? I had completely forgotten about it.”
  • “It’s so cute, and it means so much to me. So of course.”
  • He’s flattered and flustered at the same time
  • He keeps playing with it while you’re driving
  • Honestly, a danger to the road because you keep getting distracted cuz he was so cute
  • He asks you what you named it and you suddenly grow quiet
  • When he keeps prodding you, you break down
  • “Pengzen….”
  • He thinks it’s the cutest thing

Yoosung: 

  • You were sick, so he wanted to pop by and see how you were doing
  • He wanted to surprise you, so you didn’t expect him to show up at your doorstep
  • But he was the surprised one when you were clutching a stuffed puppy
  • You got super embarrassed and threw it into your room
  • “No, no! MC, I think it’s cute!”
  • When you finally recovered and brought it out again, he saw how beaten up it was
  • You explained it was from your childhood and now he’s just dying inside
  • He loves seeing you interact with stuffed animals so much
  • While he runs out for your medicine, he gets you both matching stuffed bunnies
  • “You can think of me whenever you see it, and I’ll do the same for you!”
  • You cherish just as much as your childhood stuffed animal

Jaehee:

  • Months ago, she saw you had grown a new obsession with peacock feathers
  • Your stationery, notepads, and even mousepad had peacock feathers
  • To tease you, she boughts you a peacock stuffed animal
  • Months later, she came into your room and you had the peacock propped on your shoulder
  • You explained that you were pretty much obsessed with it
  • Mostly because she bought it for you and you thought it was sweet
  • She’s hit with the feels
  • Sometimes she’ll snap pictures of you with it

Jumin:

  • You usually went to his penthouse to visit him
  • But today, he really wanted to surprise you at your place
  • So he stopped by out of the blue after a meeting nearby
  • You invited him in, although the apartment still had some things scattered about
  • One of those things was your favorite stuffed lion on the couch
  • He picked it up and asked you why you had a toy
  • You chuckled and explain that it was from middle school
  • “But….why?”
  • “Memories….but mostly for comfort.”
  • “I don’t understand.”
  • You just laugh it off and go get some drinks from the kitchen
  • When you return, he’s sitting on the couch and clutching it to his chest
  • He tries to say he’s testing this whole comfort theory
  • But he doesn’t let it go for his whole visit


Seven:

  • You had recently brought some boxes from back home
  • You called Seven to help you carry them into the apartment
  • After bringing the last box, he sees a stuffed tiger at the top
  • You saw it and took it from him, squeezing it tightly in a hug
  • He’s just grinning at you and saying how cute you are it is
  • “Isn’t it? My friend got it for me during the worst finals week of my life. He was sweet to notice my suffering?”
  • “He?!”
  • You thought you caught him staring at the stuffed animal oddly, but you shrugged and moved on
  • A few days later, Seven gifted you with a small tiger robot
  • He also brought a bag of different stuffed animals and told you to pick one
  • What was he planning to do with the others though???

Saeran:

  • He was having a really rough day
  • He didn’t even want to move off of the couch
  • In an attempt to comfort him, you bring out your favorite stuffed dolphin and hand it to him
  • You explain that hugging it calms you down
  • As he holds it close to him, he starts opening up
  • He admits that it is comforting and that he used to want one when he was a child
  • But he was never allowed to have any toys
  • You feel so bad, you go out and buy him a stuffed turtle
  • You hand it to him, “This is to help you get out of your shell!”
  • He’s so touched...even if he doesn’t show it

V:

  • He had bought you this stuffed Koala as part of a Valentine’s day gift
  • Now every time you sent him pictures on Clapchat, you featured the Koala
  • He always got a kick out of it because you got creative with your photos
  • You would always dress it up in something from your house
  • One time you put sunglasses on it
  • Another time you put your scarves on it
  • You were so obsessed with it
  • He found it really cute and really sweet
  • It became a little inside joke between you two

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There’s a Fine, Fine Line

Jughead x Reader

The Reader and Jughead have a complicated relationship. Based on the requested song: 7 Things by Miley Cyrus

Warning: some swearing

Word count: 2,562

A/N: I know the request wanted it focused on one line and I tried I really did but the other parts were too cute once I started writing I’m sorry I hope you like it still. Also PS  It would have helped if Miley would have numbered the seven things because like I swear i was counting like 9 things at one point in my childhood. Also speaking of childhood the flashback actually happened to me let’s all relive my worst middle school memory yay.


You make me laugh, you make me cry

I don’t know which side to buy

There’s a thin line between love and hate. Jughead Jones rides that line with you, and it frustrates you to no end.

You had been ‘friends’ with him since you can remember, now only hanging out when Archie and Betty are there. You didn’t hate him at first, in fact, when you were a kid you had a crush on him for what seemed like the longest time.

At the 8th grade dance, you even asked him to dance. You remember what happened vividly, almost like a movie.

A short blue dress, black flats, and a braid down your back. Your makeup is done to perfection, and you feel on top of the world. Betty meets up with you at your place before the dance, her dress is a short milky white with a black necklace and earrings. Her blonde hair  tied up in a bun, a few strands hanging down in a perfect messy kind of way.

“Wow.” you say.

“Do you think Archie will like it?” she asks, going to your mirror and fiddling with the hem of her dress.

“If he doesn’t I will punch him.” You say with a small giggle.

“Thanks.” She smiles in return.

A car horn beeps from outside and you both jump up. It was Archie and his dad. They were going to drive you there.

You both race down the stairs and out the door, tickets in hand.

Archie sits up front, and so you both open the door and get in the back.

“There are my girls.” He says with a smile. All of you, plus Jughead, have been an inseparable crew since the beginning of time, and it all seems to work. You like Jug, Betty likes Archie, Archie and Jug are best friends, and you and Betty are best friends. It all just works.

You arrive at the dance and meet up with Jug, going to the dance floor to sway and jump the night away at your last dance of middle school. Half way through the night a slow song begins to play.

Archie smiles as you see him searching for Betty, and Jughead goes to the side of the dance floor. It didn’t look like he was going to ask someone.

Betty seems to have disappeared, probably to the bathroom, and before you know it Archie has come up beside you and has asked you to dance.

You say yes, of course. Archie was your friend, and you know nothing could ever come out of it. He is just a friend, this is a friend dance. People do that right?

His hands are on your hips and your hands around his neck. You can’t seem to look him in the eyes. You didn’t want to see him looking at you, as this should be Betty’s dance.

Soon, one slow song ends, and yet another begins. You thank Archie, as you see Betty coming back from the bathroom, and almost immediately he makes his way to her. He is just being nice, wanting to dance with both of us on our last 8th grade dance.

You search out Jughead on the side of the dance floor, finding him walking out of the room. His body seems tense, like he wants to leave.

You approach him, trying to chase after him.

“Juggie!” you say, touching his shoulder.

He stops and turns around.

“I don’t like you, (Y/N).” he says plainly.

A pain shoots through your body. The boy you had liked since the 2nd grade was standing before you, one of your very good friends, saying that they didn’t like you.

He turns around again and storms off, before you can ask what exactly he means. Did he mean that he doesn’t like like you? Or does he mean that he just doesn’t like you in general? Does he not like you as a person?

Your head spins as you go out to the hallway, sitting against the wall in your dress and braid, putting your head into your knees as you take deep breaths, already trying to deny what just happened.

That was only two years ago. After thinking about it over and over again, you came to the conclusion that he meant that he didn’t like you in general. It was a painful discovery, but it was one you learned to deal with, and one you’re still dealing with to this day.

You seem to only tolerate each other now, never speaking outside of when you hang out with all four of you. Like today.

You aren’t entirely sure what the plans are, but you just know that he will be there. You take the whole day to mentally prepare yourself before texting Betty.

‘what’s the plan?’ you send.

‘Pop’s, then a movie at Archie’s place.’ she replies.

You respond with a smiley face emoji, and as the last bell rings you pull your hoodie up over your head and walk to the diner.

They’re at the normal booth when you get there, Jughead on his laptop, a space open across from him. You scoot in across Archie, taking your spot and ordering a milkshake.

“How was your day?” Archie asks.

“The usual.” you say, shrugging your shoulders, “I went to Geometry class, my calculator died, and continued to spiral into the torturous hell of triangles.”

Your friends chuckle, but Jughead only raises his eyebrows.

“Are you sure that’s not just high school in general?” Jughead smirks, causing even more laughs from Betty and Archie. Oddly enough, you can’t help but crack a smile yourself.

Your friends they’re jerks

And when you act like them, just know it hurts

Jughead doesn’t have many friends he hangs out with besides you and Betty and Archie, but the ones he did have weren’t the kind of people you would think.

He basically lives at the Drive-In, and you can’t help but notice that some of the Southside Serpents are starting to hang out around there.

Okay, so technically you can’t exactly call them Jug’s ‘friends.’ They more are just forced to hang out around each other because of a common interest, but he’s still starting to pick up on some things that weren’t exactly desirable.

He’s late all the time, cancelling plans all of a sudden, not telling even Archie where he is or how he’s been. He’s dropped off the face of the planet, you actually haven’t seen him in a few months, and neither has Archie, and you can tell it’s taken a toll on him. Even you were starting to worry about him.

On your walk home from school you decide to take a different route. You had to cut through a few yards and walk down a trail through the woods at the back of your house, but the day was beautiful and you couldn’t pass up the opportunity to see the leaves change.

You see a figure sitting on a bench with a big backpack on the path, and only when you get closer do you notice the familiar beanie. It’s over his eyes, like he’s sleeping.

“Jughead?”

“(Y/N)?” he jumps, nearly falling over. He lands in the leaves on the ground, his beanie falling off on the path. He straightens himself up, quickly grabbing his signature hat and putting it back on his black locks.

“Where have you been?” you ask, putting your hands on your hips.

“Around.” He says, putting his hands in the pockets of his sweatshirt.

Really?” you raise your eyebrows, challenging him to tell you more.

“Yeah.” he responds, not taking the bait.

“Well Archie is worried half to death, so is Betty. You should probably talk to them.” You say, deflecting the conversation away from how you might be affected. You cross your arms and shuffle your feet on the path, causing some gravel to kick up and roll towards his feet.

“I have been. It’s only been like a week since I saw you guys anyway.” he shrugs.

You look up. Did he not realize how long he’s been gone? “It’s been two months, Jughead.” you tell him.

“Oh…really?” he raises his eyebrows this time, genuinely confused as to how that amount of time has passed.

“Yes. Please explain.” You state simply, looking at him.

“Why would I tell you?” he smirks, scoffing at the implication of telling me.

“Okay, whatever.” you brush it off. You are used to this by now, “Just please tell Archie about whatever this is.” you say, giving him a look up and down.

“What does that mean?” he challenges.

“You don’t think I don’t notice? You hanging out with all the serpents at the drive-in?” now it was your turn to raise your eyebrows at him.

He looks shocked, and doesn’t say a word.
“They’re making you a different person.” you tell him, walking away.

“Wait,” he says before you get too far.

“What?” you say, spinning on your heels and turning to face him again.

“I’m not hanging out with them.” he tells you, his eyes to the ground.

“Really? That’s what it looks like. And it hurts Archie, and Betty and it hurts-” you stop yourself from saying it hurts you. You’re too busy trying to pry it out of him you don’t notice that he’s looking at you now.

“Hurts what?” he probes.

“It hurts the relationship you have with them.” you cover for yourself.

It’s silent for a minute, you now meeting his gaze.

“Come with me.” he sighs, picking up his backpack and walking in the direction opposite of where you were going initially.

You didn’t argue, though.

Maybe today will be different, maybe today he’s decided not to hate you.

And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do

You make me love you

He leads you to the Drive-in, going to the back room.

He opens the door, leading you into a room with a mattress on the floor, a mirror on the wall, and some clothes and posters tossed carelessly around the space.

You instantly realize, that’s why he’s been spending so much time here. He lives here. This is his home, and nobody noticed it. Not even Archie knew.

“Jughead, why didn’t you come to any of us?” you finally ask, looking around the room, walking to the center.

“I can take care of myself.” he says simply.

“The thing is, you don’t have to. You have Archie, and Betty, and..me.” you say, looking him dead in the eyes.

“Really? Cause last time I checked you seem to hate me.” he takes his hands out of his sweatshirt, taking a few steps toward you.

“I’ve never hated you, Juggie.” you say, not breaking eye contact.

“Don’t,” he takes a breath,  “call me that.” His voice is rough and deep, pointing at me with every word. His eyes are flaring, yet stone cold. He is angry at something or someone, you can’t tell.

“I don’t know what I ever did to make you hate me, but I know I sure as hell wasn’t the one who started this.” you say, throwing your hands up in defeat, waiting for a response.

All he does is scoff.

“Fine, have fun being alone, but don’t say I never tried.” you say, pushing past him and making your way towards the door to leave.

“Tried? You’ve barely given me the time of day.” You turn around at this, walking back over to him.
“The only reason I haven’t is because you said you didn’t like me.” You tell him.

“Why would I say something like that?” he gets defensive.

“Don’t act like you don’t remember.” you scoff now, folding your arms once more and rolling your eyes.

He just stares at you.

“You don’t like me, I get it. I’ve moved on with my life. I’ve accepted it. You’ve never liked me.” you say, wanting the conversation to be over.

“I don’t think you do get it.” he says, looking down at his feet.

“Then tell me what I’m missing.”

“The way he looks at you. The way he smiles when you walk in the room. His attention, devoted to you.” he looks at you again, trying to meet your eyes.

“What? What are you talking about?” you ask, confused as ever.

“Archie! It’s clear he likes you. He has since 8th grade. I wasn’t stupid, (Y/N), I saw you dancing with him.” he nearly screams.

“Wait.. what?”

“He only had eyes for you.” He says, hurt now behind his eyes.

“Oh my god.” You put your hand to your head, bringing it down over your eyes. You can’t help but crack a smile and let out a little laugh at how fucked up the situation is. It’s been so muddled and there’s been so much miscommunication.

“What?” he says, his face a mix of confusion and sadness and still some anger.

“Jug, I like you.” You say without thinking.

“What?” he asks.

“He asked me to dance because Betty was in the bathroom. I thought he wanted to dance with her.” you ramble, not realize what he’s asking.

“No, no. What did you just say?”

You pause a moment, just hitting you that you just admitted that you liked him, that you still like him. He obviously heard it, there was no turning back now.

“I- I like you, Jug. I always have.” you let out with a sigh, unable to look at him.

You’re afraid of what he’s going to say, bracing yourself for another rejection. Instead, you feel his hand going to the back of your neck as he pulls you close, placing a kiss on your lips. It was sweet, and simple, a thousand words said in just one touch.

“I’m so sorry.” he whispers against your lips as you break apart, keeping your foreheads together.

“For what?”

“For saying I didn’t like you. When I saw you guys I got so mad, and when you came up to me afterwards it was the only thing I could think of. I was… well, I was in middle school.” he lets out a small laugh, unable to find another explanation.

“It’s okay, we both were.” you come back, letting out a small laugh as well.

He takes a small step back from you, brushing the hair out of your face with his fingers, but you can still feel the heavy weight in the air, a mix of your heavy breathing and the anticipation of what could happen next.

“I hate this.” Jughead breaks the silence, and you’re unable to read his expression.

You pause. The memory flashing in your mind. This was going to be a repeat of middle school, you could feel it.

“Hate what?” you ask this time.

“I hate that you make my stomach tie in knots, I hate what your smile does to my heart. I hate that I’ve liked you for such a long time, and I’ve been too blind to see that you liked me back.”

“There’s a fine, fine line between love and hate, Jughead,” you say, “you just have to decide which side to be on.”

“Then I don’t just like you, (Y/N),” he says. You can feel yourself stop breathing.

“I love you.”


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remember in middle school for homecoming week, Gender Bender day, girls as boys, boys as girls. most of the boys skipped or half-assed it, but a couple of the guys, some pretty popular, went all out. grandma clothes n jewelry, old lady hats, floral patterns. and they were the center of attention, in a good way. everyone loved it. & what’s crazy was how much respect those guys got for doing it. yeah, this was before the last 10 years of lgbtq discussion, maybe at the heart of it the point was hey a guy in a dress, isn’t that funny. but most of the humor was just at how brazen and enthusiastic these guys were and the boys who participated got a lot of admiration. idk middle school sucked but that memory makes me smile

ok now ask me about the talent show where i sang while my big dude english teacher dressed in drag & did the hula

i do not know if i ever told anyone this but one time in the seventh grade i was in math class and we were doing some shit about circles ans i had gotten all of the answers right so i flipped the paper over and started doodling gundam tanaka. and the chatter slowly just kind of stops and i look up and see this 60 year old woman giving me the death stare and shes like “what are you doing” and i go “drawing” and she asks “is that more important than math” and of course it is but i don’t want to piss her off so i just say “n-no” and class resumes

the story frightens me because that is the only proof i can remember of me liking this franchise from like. 2014

oh and also we once tricked her into thinking the duck song was relevant on pi day. she also once showed us a 15 minute video of some lady doing extreme couponing in walgreens