High In School

By Salman Aditya

James just wants to sit tight and be a normal freshman in his new high school. But after a few days he realizes it won't be. He doesn't have any idea how to study and he met many strange characters. In order to survive his first semester, he establishes a study group filled with unusual and rich personality who surprisingly colors his everyday life. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Salman Aditya
• Release date: Sep 12, 2014
• ISBN: 9786021857823

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Introduction

Publisher’s Note

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used factiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, brands, events, or locales is entirely coincidental

Prelude:

This book is about the story of an unusual high school kids who live their daily normal live. Well, for those who still have high school memories in their head, hopefully this book can bring back those old memories of happiness in high school.

This book reveals true and untrue stories of real high school kids when they experienced their first day at high school. They learn about all kind of new subjects, all the stupid stuff and in the end learn life itself. The stories in this book are mainly focused on a group of seven high school students who going through life in a normal high school. What makes it different is that they have an absurd behavior, some of them have tendency to smoke weed, too much curiosity and minds that fill with imagination.

Most people feel happier when they laugh. Never in my life had I met anyone who felt happier when they are upset and discouraged. I hope this book useful as a means of escape for people who are experiencing grief, turmoil, and also a tool for people who want to keep the stability of happiness. I hope this book also useful as a tool that can make everyone face the world a little less serious. Even the most serious people in the world died right? Why so serious? 

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Reminder:

For the records, the use of English in this book is maybe not good enough for grammar Hitler and it’s really by design. Its vocabulary are easier to consume, but structure is less precise and the grammar are wreck, come on you must be high once in your life right?

High in School

Author: Salman Aditya

Cover & Book Design : salman Aditya

Script Editor: Salman Aditya & Lina Marlina

Illustrator: Salman Aditya & Rakhmawaty lalang

Illustrator Editor: Sigit Haryadi

Character Design Contents: Rakhmawaty lalang

Steering Design: Westi Riani and Salma Huda

Published by Dago Press ©CV Lantip Safari Media

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Indonesian Library of Congress Cataloging in Publication Data

Salman Aditya

High in School/ Salman Aditya; Editor Sigit Haryadi-bandung: Lantip Safari Media, 2012.

237 pp.; 17.6 cm-(humor).

ISBN 978-602-18578-2-3

Thanks Note

To whom I would like to thank. I could not possibly list all, but I never forgot all the people who means something to me, even if that people are consider me nuts. Firstly God, Thanks to God. Thank you my family and the whole organization and capos. Thank you my father who is a former media reporter Sigit Haryadi, my mother Westi Riani, my sister Salma Huda California. Thank you to all my friends in Agriculture Faculty of Pajdadjaran University. Thanks to the original book buyers. Thanks to the publisher and thank you to .......

High in School text and illustrations copyright © 2012 CV Lantip Safari Media, Inc. all rights reserved

Table of Contents

Chapter I August - 9

CHAPTER II September - 24

CHAPTER III October - 72

CHAPTER IV November - 122

CHAPTER V December - 155

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AUGUST

Monday

On this day I see myself riding a sheep up into the space. Well, it’s only in my mind i guess, the reality today is Monday! Damn!

Not only just Monday, but today is the first day of high school. Brew Central High School is my original new school name. Today is likely to be very fun for the entire senior year students, but not for me! I’m a fresh meat who is juicy and fresh from the barnyard.             

The word ‘lazy’ may be sufficient to reveal the theme of today, but not for me. Maybe the more suitable word is ‘very lazy'. The only thing that makes me a little bit excited is not that I’m high right now but I’m excited that If I’m not messing this up I can meet new friends and maybe new cheaper dealer and maybe a naked chick or maybe plenty naked chicks lining up and ready to party, I don’t know I’m high and now horny and it’s still seven in the morning.

Well, anyway, the reality sometimes does not match with what we imagine, Hell!! Of course it’s not you bastard!! When I finally arrive to school, I was surprised by the presence of many chick wearing colorful ribbons on their head and clutching balloons containing air, they not naked though, They wearing all of that stuff because they are getting screw by the senior year student.

Suddenly I was panic, I don’t have all of that stuff and my butt feels a little bit cold. I still try to figure that out when suddenly I see 12th grader came to me. From a distance, the smell of his body is hot, no I mean stinks. I think he's been standing here for a long time, probably since the day when Jesus was born.

My heart start pounding, my vision are blur and sweat coming down from my neck and all over my body, I’m scare he might kills me with his smell. The sound of the approaching footsteps is driving me crazy, then I heard a men shouting out loud.

"Hey! You’re Fresh meat...?!"

"Um ... uh ....No.. Uh.. I mean... Yeah... Yeah, Yes.. I’m fresh from the oven"

What? Are you stone man? Jezz... It’s still seven thirty in the morning

"What? No! No man! Hell I’m never touch any of that stuff"

Seriously..? You seems pretty stoned to me...!

To be honest yeah... Yeah I am stoned, Are you a dealer or something man?

What did you say..?! You low life white trash! Go walk over there! There is a jock ready to teach you some lesson...!

Why bother man?

"Hell! I’m losing my patience here! Fresh meat! Go do the sit-up now!"

How many..?

As many as you can! Now go before I whack you up!

But I can’t! I cannot shit when I’m up

What? No man... Just do the push-up then, hundred times would be fine..

Ok roger that man.

I was ordered to do push-ups hundred times, but for the sake of making the entire chicks around me turns on, I do push-ups thousand times. Well to be honest I do not know how many, but the next thing I know, I've been in the treatment room.

My brain is smart, the treatment rooms are filled with chick that apparently hot and they wear uniform with mini skirt and a white hat that says "Please fool around with me, I’m horny and alone and all I’ve done today is taking shit of a people ass". I started to sober up and try to get acquainted.

Tuesday

I get well the next day and it’s already Tuesday morning. I done my usual activities and I went to school. Apparently the student orientation continues to a full week, this a little bit weird. I’m start to think that these could turn out ugly, but suddenly there are a blood rushing into my head and shout Who cares! You are high! Ugly things can be beauty in this situation!!

I thought to skip school and not participate in the school orientation, but having in memory that the chicks that stood in the front of the row yesterday are hot, I pulled a deep breath and ready to go.

Second day of the orientation are began. I'm back in the line and trying to parsed words to begin acquaintance with these hot chicks around me.

"Hey..! Hey girl..! How you doin??"

It’s the orientation man! They oriented the school not the girls!

Oh bummer..! So.. You are that kinda girl..!

I’m looking around and surely I find another hole to dig.

Hey..! What’s your name girl?

My name is Carla, what yours?

Aaah I’m so glad she replies my question. My lonely single friend I know you single because you don’t believe this but let me tell you again. Fun fact number one, Girl reply your question with another question is a good sign. When you try to approach a girl and she only said yes or no or say "Who the hell are you?! Leave me alone pervert!!" It’s not a signal for you to try harder, its sign for get the hell out from there and get a haircut or something.

Back to the story, so me and Carla get to know each other and ending up making out at the end of the day. I’m making out with a pole because the 12th grader think that I’m making too much noises while Carla, she making out with that dude you see walking around campus randomly on a movie.

Wednesday 

Today I realized that all of my grasses are wet out because I have a wet dream last night. To be honest this is a bad situation for me. My head are spinning and my crotch is all wet and stinks. F! I can’t keep myself calm but in the last minute I figure something out, I had to change my twitter account avatar to a poster that says "Keep calm and bark the right tree" that’s make me calm for a while.

The time is almost twelve at noon and I can’t keep myself calm longer. My sweats are pouring down and I can’t hold my mouth to says something stupid.

F! This orientation is making me nuts!!!

I hope that my screaming doesn’t bother anyone but yeah sure. I now realize that people all over the room, the chick, the fat chick, senior year student and the alumni who were attending this orientation are all looking at me. I was called to come to the front, of course, not to be saved and gives medal or something.

I was told to stand in front of the stage and told to do ten times push-up. My mind really is a clever re-thinking bastard, well it’s time to show off again, ladies please look at this. I started doing push-ups and start counting, one, two, three...

I start to think it’s because I doesn’t smoke all day that make my body weak, Simultaneously my body limp, I got a grass attack!! My vision all black-out and I think I went back to the room full of chicks with uniform. Hmm, but it strange, it was very quiet. I tried to open my eyes but something surprises me.

I can’t see nothing! It’s still all black. Oh my God! Am I blind? Senior year student were gone too far! I move my hand in all direction and I tried to grope something, for a second I feel that I grope something that feels very weird; it’s like jelly, two twins of big jelly thing. Before I could guess what it was, the room suddenly bright. Apparently I'm not blind! I was so happy!

However, it’s not very long until I realized that I was surrounded by senior year student. They all put spooky and angry face and then they began to shout all sorts of bad language that ever known by this hollow world.

Hey you! Are you trying to fight all of the 12th grader or what?

No man, I suppose to say a wonderful thing about you guys but I can’t figure out anything

Let’s kick this fresh meat butt out mates!!

Just go ahead man!! Just kill me already...!!

You can finish me but first do you guys have grass on you? I’m so bitter right now! I also think that my heart only pounding when I says the word grass

Suddenly all of the senior year student in that room silent. The room is quiet and I hear a couple guys start to talk.

I think he’s our guy!

Fresh meat, do you really think that this orientation is a complete bull?

"Well now, I get to meet some chick and I get acquainted and I