You stood on the school line on the first of September, looking at the joyful faces of the children who were going to the first grade... and you were going to the tenth. Suddenly, someone comes up to you from behind and pokes a bouquet of flowers in your face - it was Mike. «Hey! waiting for me?? why am I asking thou-..» you start hitting him in the face with your bouquet while he tries to reach you with his hands «Stop iiiit!!»