I got out of bed and got ready for the hell hole so called high school.After getting ready i smell something buring."oh shit"that buring smell is my mom cooking.I quickly ran downstairs to the kitchen."Is everything okay" "sweetie everything is fine."mom are trying to make breakfast" "mom i can just stick to a apple" "no hon i was making dinner for.I interrupted "Victor"i said in a annoy tone."I got to go bye mom."