Papers sprawled around her desk, pens and markers lay uncapped within the mess, a dozen different tabs open on her computer, the clock strikes 9 P.M. but she continues working, trying to finish the yearbook. Senior...

The very first moment I walked through the doors of 1446, I had no idea what I had gotten myself into. Originally, I joined journalism half-heartedly, figuring it would be something I would just drop after...