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It’s concert night. The fans have already paid for their $40 front row tickets and are prepared for the band. The lights dim, and the drummer fires off the nastiest solo you could imagine. The crowd cheers and begins head-banging along. The lead guitarist’s fingers fly as the strings sing musical bliss into the amplifier. The bass player—calmer than the rest of the band, but essential to the sound—is strumming along.
Vanesa, or Vane, as she prefers her friends to call her, places her hands against the wooden table, as her fingertips tied themselves up in miniature knots as anxiety breathed down her neck. She’s stiff as a rock, slightly rocking her body back and forth while I toss my notebook open to find my essential questions. Her smile screams nervousness as her brown eyes falter into slits.
After a devastating accident, OHS sophomore Reggie Townsend primes for his big comeback Nov. 7, 2018: a day that was an expectedly exciting one for sophomore Reggie Townsend. The perennial star for the...
Members of the National Art Honors Society recently worked on a mural just outside the Science Department in remembrance of Ms. Nicole Larsen following her passing.
It has been my honor to provide 42Fifty with my hot takes on the most exceptional classic albums in music history. Now that the long school year is almost over, I’ve decided to do something special.