Northeastern High School - Aerie Yearbook (Elizabeth City, NC)

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Above: The NHS marching band lends a festive air to every game. Above: The Junior Varsity Cheerleaders add razzle-dazzle to pep rallies. Above: Sixty-five girls tried out but only 29 made it. Hard decisions to be made. Right: All Right! Let's hear it for the NHS Varsity Football Squad.

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FRANTIC FRIDAY Amid the smell of lasagna, the shout of laughter and the splash of ketchup on french fries, Sally Everystudent bought a ticket to her first high school football game. From the time she was old enough to understand that football wasn't just something that you couldn't play because you're just a girl she had wanted to go to a football game. After school on that wondrous Friday as she stopped by her locker for her Biology and Geometry books, Sally called to her friends and promised to meet them at the game. The Autumn air was chill on her face as she climbed into her mother's bright green Pinto. At home in her bedroom, the excited sophomore tried on so many clothes; a blizzard of monogramed sweaters, khakis and beach T-shirts fell around her room, landing haphazardly across chairs and on top of beds. Her mother begged her to eat something before the game, but all she got in reply was a mumbled answer of I'll eat something at the game. The cold bleachers felt hard against Sally's Jordache jeans. Yelling and clapping for the team and searching for the number of their favorite player kept Sally and her equally excited friends busy in the bleachers. Eating cold hot dogs and drinking flat sodas was all part of the fun of Sally Every student's first football game. Even a sore throat on Saturday morning did not dampen Sally's spirits. She realized that she had the beginnings of her high school memories and promises of good things to come. Above: An anonymous Nike symbolizes the hopes for an Eagle victory. Below: The backing by cheerleaders of any good team is a necessity.

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Cribs and Babes Fer Sure! It's a real bite getting homework on a Friday! Me and my babe were going to my friends crib for a party; I even got a bad new pair of slaps for the occasion. I gave my ride a bath; we were all set to cruise. Sound familiar? As the English teachers call it, colloquial slang is alive and well among the students at NHS. In the 20's it was 23- skiddoo, and so's your old man. In the sixties it was far-out and groovy scene. Now, in the early part of the eighties, if some one yells, yo' mama! it's an open in- vitation for an exchange of insults about ancestors. If you were to get someone weak, that person would be responding to something funny. If someone is told to chill out, they are being told to calm down. If your best friend cheeses out at Hardee's you better run be- cause she just lost her big delux. If suggestions of a sightseeing of the sewage treatment plant is met with cries of Forget you! and every- one wants to book down to the Weeksville sandpits, you know where their interests lie (lay). Always there will be slang, par- tially for teenagers, to set them- selves apart, and partially so their parents won't know what they're talking about. Above: The happiest sight is a guy with his babe. Above: For a tough party you always need bread. Above: There are bad rides and then there are bad rides. 12—Student Life