Read the introduction to Cole’s personal narrative, “Too Cool for School?” On my first day at Crestwood High School, I was [WOL]
that no one would like me. I had just moved to town, and it seemed to me that my classmates had known each other for years. I hated being the new kid. I walked down the hall with my head down and my shoulders hunched. I sat by myself at lunch, despite several invitations. After about three weeks, things [WOL]. At lunch one day, a boy approached my table and sat down. He asked, “Why don’t you like us? Why don’t you want to hang out with us?” I couldn’t believe it! I had thought that they didn’t want to spend time with me. The boy’s name was Craig, and he insisted that I come sit with him and his friends. I haven’t sat alone since, and now when I [WOL] down the hall, I keep my head up and I smile. Fill in the blanks in order. convincing . . . . changed . . . . walked convincing . . . . change . . . . walk convinced . . . . changed . . . . walk convinced . . . . change . . . . walked
Aye bruh just be chill with her. Be real with yourself, if you think you’re attractive enough like truly, let her know you interested in her but don’t try to hard for it, let her figure herself out too
