Scanning this thread, I think my english teacher was either a bit odd, not very good, or actually quite brilliant but a bit jaded and looking for something new, as we never did ANY of those supposed classics, except for what must have been absolute national curriculum requirements. No "To Kill A Mockingbird", Catcher In The Rye, 1984, Animal Farm, Watership Down, Farenheit 451, Hamlet, etc... I don't know whether I'm culturally deprived by this, or just blessed as to not have wasted a load of time reading the same old trite balls that everyone else got bored to death with at school.
We DID have Romeo & Juliet (pretty good), Macbeth (would have been good but killed by endless ... goddamn ... repetition when the dumb kid who joined our class was obviously having trouble "getting it"), and Lord of the Flies (incredibly sucktacular, I hated it by the end and ripped it to shreds in our critical assignment)... with a fair spread of alternatives tacked on. Unfortunately I can't remember most of them. That, or there was actually only the two, with time limited by the aforementioned super slow drag through Macbeth.
First up, "I am the Cheese". The less said about this the better. A cod-psychological hack job about some kid whose mother killed his dad and then committed suicide in front of him on a picnic or jumped in front of a car or something, and now he's semi catatonic in a mental hospital reliving the moment forever. Neergh.
This was balanced out in fullness by another title whose name I have never yet been able to dredge up again, which was truly excellent. It was a post-apocalyptic tale told from the first person viewpoint of a teenage girl, whose family survived the cataclysm by dint of being farmers in a small valley closed off from the surrounding fusion blasts. They survive on their own for a while, but then everyone but her decides to go off to the nearest town to see what's happening and maybe gather some necessary supplies. They don't come back... a couple of chapters are spent with the minutiae of surviving in the post-atomic age and hunting for a scrap of evidence that there's anyone else left out there, then some mysterious dude in a hazmat suit turns up... and has suspicious, sleep-talking nightmares.
Won't spoil the rest of it, and the ending is a bit abrupt and patched-together as the author actually died whilst finishing it and his family hacked it together from the remaining notes. However if anyone knows what this is, and who wrote it, PLEASE reply (and quote me in your reply so I get a notification about it)...
There was also the Silver Dagger, which was kind of thought provoking, but that might have been an independent read. Can't remember.