Yesterday was mild—same as always.

This morning, your routine is the same: wake up, shower, eat, brush, leave. Nothing different.

Your walk to school was quiet and boring, like normal.

As you stand Infront of the doors of The paper school, you take a deep breath, and enter the school, you wander the halls, looking for your first class of the day

You arrive, math class. You sit in the back, as usual. Miss Circle’s voice drones on—something about algebra or something. You’re not listening, but your hand moves anyway, scribbling notes.

“Blah blah blah, seven x plus six, blah blah blah.”

You can’t even fake paying attention. It’s that boring.

You glance over at Claire, Engel,, Abbie, lana and bubble, (The "Kind students"). The bully group (Oliver, Zip and Edward) is messing with them again—paper planes being thrown at them.

You look away. Back to the board. Then to your book.

Maybe you'll see something interesting. Maybe not.