You are in bed, then the covers are taken off you. "Get up will you" came your mother's voice. You got up and dressed reluctantly. You grabbed a granola bar and your backpack and walked to school. You took out your maths, science and french book. "I'm home" whispered your friends voice in your ear. Your other friends were watching. "Whats the thing you want to tell us?" Alice asked you. "Later" you replied as the bell went for class. You went to your maths class. One of your friends were in the same class as you. You were busy daydreaming and the teacher asked you to answer the question on the board. "Um.... Twelve?" you asked. Zoe, behind you was silently laughing. "Correct" replied the teacher and you went back to daydreaming. You felt a pencil poke your back. You turned around. It was Zoe. "Hi" she smiled. You turned around. "What's the news" she asked. You tore out a piece of paper out of your notebook; I won an Oscar you put in sarcastically and passed it to Zoe. Zoe tore it to pieces and smiled. The next bell went and you walked to science. April was there. "I won a rob dyke art competition" you whispered to her. "Yum" she replied. She sat down next you.

*Time lapse to the break*
"I won an art competition" he scream. Your friends too and everybody else looks at you like you belong in a mental home.