Los Lunas High School is a high school (grades 9 - 12) in Los Lunas, Valencia County, New Mexico. In 2003 it had some 2,383 students. The school's student count before US Labor Day in September 2007 was 1,791.
Los Lunas High School was founded in 1926 as Solomon Luna High School. It was named for Solomon Luna, the most prominent political and financial leader of the area at the time. The school was created to ease travel to Belen High School in southern Valencia County. Solomon Luna High School was consolidated into the Los Lunas Public Schools in 1945 and later renamed to "Los Lunas High School."
The aging main building of old Soloman Luna High School still stands, and currently serves as the administration offices of the Los Lunas School District. An engraving above that building's main doors continues to read "Soloman Luna High School."
Los Lunas High School is known for its emphasis on Athletics, and more recently, on Performing Arts.
Los Lunas High School's rival within its school district rival is Valencia High School which has its first full graduating class in 2010. The main in-county rival is and will continue to be Belen High School.
For the 2010-11 through 2013-14 school years, the Tiger athletic teams are set to compete in Class 4A in a district that includes local rivals Belen and Valencia.
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