INTERSECTIONS DESTINED CONN

Decked out in RHS gear from head to toe, the student ecstatically sat down in the junior section for his first senior rally. The excitement he had offset the heat he felt from wearing two layers of Rocklin High t-shirts and a Hawaiian shirt in between. Energy surged through the entire gym as games were won and lost, leading up to the inevitable announcement that the seniors had won the rally. The junior grinned without a hint of shock, who else could have won the senior rally? Yet, a thought began to brood over his head. It was time for the seniors to leave. The audience simmered down as speeches began, telling goodbyes and well wishes. The junior reflected on the senior friends he made in Mr. Werner’s class, people that he rather considered family. The last goodbye was uttered, and seniors left their seats and began towards the exits of the gym. Although they only walked out to the locker rooms, the sentiment of leaving struck the junior like watching your birds leave the nest. He was happy to see his family move on but was still sorrowful to watch them leave. Before he could accept this, each grade was told to get up from their section and move to the next year’s. As the junior sat where his seniors once resided, it dawned on him that his high school experience was almost over; Soon he would be the one to exit through those blue doors.

The greatest part about senior Jacob Wanner’s time at Rocklin High School was the close, meaningful connections he made. Letting them go evoked emotions that everyone in the gym understood and shared as well. When he sat in the senior section, he described that it “really sunk in that this is my last year of high school and I think I should really make it count.”

The (Un) Importance of Being Punctual

No one would have expected that her life would completely change from a certain encounter on the way to the detention of all places. Leaves rustled in the wind and the sun shone brightly, but what caught the freshman’s attention was the sneakers of another. She always had a liking for shoes, but nothing more. The other guy, dressed out in designer clothes, noticed her Yeezys as well, and they instantly clicked. At first, she believed that they would never really see each other again, but time and time again, she would see him in detention. They started talking and quickly grew to be best friends, and he introduced her to both reselling and music production. They even got called siblings occasionally, green-eyed, brownhaired, and sporting a pair of glasses.

Coincidentally, they both also played the same instruments such as the piano, guitar, and drums. One day, he invited her over to make a song, and she jokingly agreed. However, the next day, he proceeded to invite her to come by the studio, and contrary to her expectations of a simple garage with blankets or the like, she ended up at a real studio in Sacramento. He taught her how to master her music, making it better than ever before, and paving the path for a new dream.

Ana Hurtado Hernandez’s life changed forever after meeting Sean. After getting into reselling, she noted that “I would wait like 17 hours for one pair of shoes but it would make me like $500-600.” This money gets reinvested, and essentially, Ana has a successful business. As a result, Ana has not one, not two, but three cars. In addition, her music was listened to by some record-level people in both New York and San Francisco, so she is on her way down to San Diego to pursue this dream of hers. To this day, the two have never stopped talking, but it is hard to believe that it started from their chronic lateness to class. Ana even added that “till this day, I’m never on time.” Perhaps it is time for us all to reconsider whether this is such a bad thing or not.