Students at Coppell High School pick which team or side they’re in favor of, from Amazon Prime Video’s No. 1 show, “The Summer I Turned Pretty.” To learn which students are in favor of Jeremiah...

As the time rounds towards 8:50 a.m., the halls of Coppell High School come alive with a vibrant display of individuality. Students walk through the front doors wearing a wide array of styles and colors,...

“Eeny meeny miny moe, catch a tiger by the toe, if he hollers let him go, eeny meeny miny moe, YOU’RE IT.” We all run as the unlucky one chases after us, behind the red slide of the playground...

“N-Y-A-H. Yeah, I know it is spelled weird. It is Swahili.” Every August I have this conversation at least three times a day whether it be with teachers or the new friends I make who have not figured...

Thousands of UFOs filling the skies, cows being beamed up left and right, billions of grotesque creatures running around, an alien invasion would be terrifying, right? Every couple of years comes a new...

Until the early 20th century, there was no definitive standpoint on which colors were considered feminine and which were masculine in the western world. Young children, both boys and girls, wore simple...

I like to think I am a fascinating paradox. Miraculously, I’m both talkative and shy. When engaged in conversation with people I know well, my words flow effortlessly. But beneath that seemingly...

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Creating my application for The Sidekick leadership team (in which the entertainment editor position was, in fact, not included, later turning out as a happy surprise), was, truth be told, a hassle and...

Lying on my bed in the dark, looking at the glow in the dark stars, I think about who I am. Who I’m supposed to be. But, am I happy? Sleep takes my mind away from answering the question. I have...

“Did you hear? He’s going to XXX school. Everyone goes there.” “Yeah, she got into XXXX school, but she got admitted for an easy major.” As the end of the school year and the May 1 acceptance...

Touching the blazing hot window pane, I slumped down in my seat in dejection. After two days of driving, we had finally reached the dusty, flat state of Texas.  I wanted to continue fourth grade at...