Katy Wong
High School Bad Boys
High School Bad Boys
High School Profile
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First Name: Candice
Middle Name: Rebecca
Last Name: Rose
Address: 27 West Street
Apt: -- (House)
Borough: Manhattan
Zip Code: 10005
City: New York City
State: New York
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Age: 17 years old
Gender/Sex: Female
Hair Color: Light Brown
Eye Color(s): Brown
Height: 5' 6.5
Weight: 110 lbs
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Email: [email protected]
Home Phone Number: 1 - 718 - 234 - 5678
Mobile Number: 1 - 347 - 234 - 5678
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Grade in the Fall: 11th Grade
Member ID: 1462239045678
Average Grade: 99.8
Interest/Activities: Literature, Math, Social Studies and Biology
Teacher Recommandations: Candice Rose is a very wonderful girl, adored by many teachers. She is also very kind to everyone around her. In her spare times, she helps other class members with tutoring. In addition, she has done 200 hours of cummunity service. Candice is also very studious. She develops and understand ideas very quickly. Despite the fact that all of her academic courses are advanced program, she is the student with the highest achievement and with the highest honor. Candice is a girl with numerous amount of talent and it would be impossible to name is all.
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First Name: Sebastian
Middle Name: --
Last Name: Blake
Address: 30 West Street
Apt: -- (House)
Borough: Manhattan
Zip Code: 10005
City: New York City
State: New York
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Age: 18 years old
Gender/Sex: Male
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color(s): Bark Brown
Height: 6' 1.5
Weight: 173 lbs
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Email Address: [email protected]
Home Phone Number: 1 -718 - 000 - 0001
Mobile Number: 1 - 718 - 000 - 0002
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Grade in the Fall: 11th Grade
Member ID: 1173089045462
Average Grade: 79.2
Interest/Activities: --
Teacher Recommandations: Sebastian Blake had been expelled from at least 5 school and had dentention for more than 10 times. Despite his poor grade average, Sebastian is very creative. If Sebastian improve his grades and stop getting in trouble, he would make an excellent student.
High School Bad Boys
"Congratulations honey!" mom said with false enthusiasm over the phone. And I could tell she was telling me it only half - heartedly. Paper rustling in the background and her high heels were running around all over the place. And I would hear her breath like she was rushing somewhere.
It's been a very long time since we've seen each other and today was the first time we've talked over the phone in 3 years and 1 month. I don't even know if I even miss her.
"Thank you! But you did all of the appling - that was the hard work so thank you!" I said. I wasn't excited because I was talking to her. I was excited because I got into my dream high school - Fortman High School For Excellence. I've been dreaming of going here ever since 7th grade when my teacher was talking about it.
The light cream colored paper was sitting in front of me with the elegant envelope along with it. The scripted handwriting printed my address on it.
"Oh, but you worked hard to get the grades! So, still congratulations to you! I don't even know what to say, honey. I wish I was there with you." mom said. Again, I can tell she doesn't mean it. She's over 100 miles away from here, in fact she isn't even on the same contuinent as me - she is all the way in London, England. In addition, she haven't been part of my life for almost 4 years.
"Yeah." I murmured.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Did you get my mail?"
"Yeah, I did."
"So? . . . ?" She asked.
"Wait, I need to open it. . . I was just so caught up with the acceptance letter that I didn't even look at the other stuff yet." I added quickly so i didn't hurt her feelings.
"It's ok, honey, I know, I know." she said, "Ah ha! Found it!" And I knew she wasn't talking to me. She wasn't even putting her heart into this conversation with her daugther that she almost forgot.
I let out a silence sigh. I opened the package from her and I found a pair of key.
"Mom! You brought me an apartment?!" I asked.
"No, not an apartment, I brought you a house." she said.
"Oh my God, my very first apartment, oh thank you, thank you mom!" I exclaimed excitedly.
"Yeah, I figure tthat the new house is closer to Fortman than the old house." she said. I can hear her lock the door of her house.
"Thank you so much." I said.
"Yeah and don't worry about the old house, the bills of the new house or anything, I got it all under control." she said and I could hear the soft purr of her car engine being turned on.
"Thanks mom, I am so happy that - " I started, but was cut by her.
"Look honey, The address of the new house is inside the envelope and everything is inside already, like the furnitures, dishes, food in the refrigerator, etc. And if you need an help or anything call me or talk to the neighbor her name is Mrs. White. She is quite a plesant lady . . . - I actually like her. Candice, I know I just call you 10 minutes ago, but I got to go to work. I can't talk for long. I promise I will call back later, ok?" she said.
I sighed silently to myself again, "Ok, mom."
"I'm really sorry, Candice, please forgive - "
"No, mom, it's ok, I understand you have to work." I said trying to sound happy even though deep down I really want her to talk to me for the whole entire day, "Have a good day mom."
"You have a good day too Candice. I love you." she said.
"I love you too." I said. I'm not even sure if she heard me saying it because she hung up. I missed those times when we used to talk for more than 2 hours. But I feel like everytime I call or she calls, the amount of time gets shorter and shorter until it only lasts 10 minutes. I sighed.
I got up and started packing up my things.
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Sitting in new room, I waited for my phone to ring - waiting for mom to call back like she promised.
Have she already forgetten me? I asked myself. But I shook my head. No, that can't be. Mom was the one who got me into Fortman, she obviously knew what I wanted. In addition, I should be thanking her for working so hard to
