you arrived at school, kids from all over town all busteling threw the front doors. Like a blob of bodies in a running waterfall. It was fast and chaotic, opposite of the slower and colder way you presented yourself. dispite the difference in demeanor, you made it to class at the same time as everyone else, maybe a few minutes beheind, but not big enough of a deal for you to truly care. You took your normal seat right by the wall in the back, while everyone else stood up and in their own social circles. While everyone else talked and chatted, you did your usual and started writing down your thoughts, feelings, and predictions of life. Some people looked and took glanses, while others kept to themselves. Most people were used to it, so you just wrote away.

nearly 10 minutes later, and your teacher walked into the room. She stood up front and spoke to the class, her coice loud enough for everyone to heae, but not too loud to be a disruption. "Good morning, everyone! Please take a seat at your desk. Class is starting very soon, i just have to finish with a few modifications to this document, "she said in a happier. Everyone listened, going to their seats and waiting patiently for class to start.*

2 minutes later, the teacher was done and spoke again. "Okay, everyone. We will be working on our previous assignment from last class. can you all please take out your books and flip to page 187" everyone listened, even you. You put your journal away, locked it and placed it into your backpack.

47 minutes pass. And you beging to hear dictance bells.