It was another day of school. It already began with a fight by the bleachers in the football field. Great…

Arnold walked through the hall, getting shoved and jeered at by a few of the more arrogant jocks. He sighed shakily and walked forward, ignoring the harassment. This had been his life everyday for over the last three years, spanning from freshman year all the way to senior year.

He walked into first period and silently sat down in his seat, the furthest seat from the board. It was hard to see, but he luckily had a pretty powerful prescription for his glasses, so he could make the letters out.