Alex had really hated this class.. None of the boys were nice to him, he had all the preppy girls, and worst of all.. Wilbur was there. As he was finishing his work he got a paper ball with a picture of a tombstone on it. Of course, kids were making fun of his deceased parents.

“God I hate this class..” Alex mumbled under his breath, not believing anybody would hear it.

Just as someone said that he got a pencil thrown at his head, the person after said,

"Speak up, freak!"