"Wake up... Wake up...! Come on Paisley!" My mother nudges me awake.

It's MY first day at middle school. I got knocked out by a disease and had to be rushed to be the hospital. My amune system isn't very strong.

"I'm up." I groan.

"Do I have to go to school today? I'm already 2 hours late." I sigh.

My parents insisted on me having an extension on when I have to go to school. And with every other kid looking at me when I'm 2 hours late is going to be super embarrassing.

"Yes honey. The school already gave you 2 hours to get prepared. Come on." Says my mother dragging me out of bed.

She lifts me up and puts me into my wheelchair. I finally get going and off we go to Seacrest Middle School.

This stinks.