Chapter 2: “I get up, and nothing gets me down”
It's here! Well almost. It was the Friday before my party; but close enough. The first bell had rang signaling that it was time for classes to start. I weaved through the jungle of munchkins, as I refer to my classmates because the majority of them are shorter than me. I had been avoiding Ali for the past couple of days after the weird conversation about the new kid and then actually meeting what's his face the next day.
Maybe I should rewind here. Sorry my thoughts are scattered from all the excitement of the past week. So let's flash back to two days ago; shall we?
It was third period and every Wednesday and Friday I have Advanced Drawing. So as I sat there trying to work out the problematic angle of this still life of tubas, trombones, and all odd shaped instruments that my lovely teacher decided to put in weird angles, Mr. Knowles had told us a new student would be joining us this week and I knew