Freshman to Sophomore Year

My freshman year was filled with gooey romance stories and dull book analyses. It lacked the intrigued I wanted and had me fearing for the rest of my high school years. Would I drown in the absolute boredom? I had a strong flair for  drama back then. Going into my sophomore year I had a teacher who popped into my freshman english class everyday. He told good stories the year before so I hope for the best in the on coming year. In that year my writing took a 360 turn.