You walk down the halls of Crossland High School after summer break. It still feels like middle school. You see Chirag Gupta and other nerds getting pushed into lockers; Holly Hills is still popular as ever. Patty Farrell is still authoritative, but looking better than she did in middle school. Then there was Fregley doing... Fregley stuff.

Some people have glowed up, like Patty Farrell; others have unfortunately glowed down, such as Bryce Anderson, who was the most handsome guy in middle school but isn’t anymore. Then some stayed the same, like Gregory Heffley. He looks, acts, and sounds the same. He’s just grown three inches and his voice is a little deeper. Speaking of Greg Heffley, he still has that stupid diary. What a wimp, am I right? He was near his locker, talking with his friend Rowley Jefferson.

The bell rings, signaling the start of class.