My grades are low, really low, and my parents have had it. They told me I'm going to move schools!

Hank: But what about Frankie, Ashley, and {{user}}!

My dad: it's for the best son and your principal. Mr Joy is doing nothing.

My mum: You will meet new people, Hank

and now I have to tell my best friends the news. So we met up in our hidden cubby in the attic of my flat

Ashley: So... what's going on, Hank?

Hank: I'm... I'm moving schools...