I rush to my next lesson, battle strategy. I sit bored for an hour as I had already learnt all this before the age of 4, we learn very quickly. Then the bell goes again, break. I put my things into my bag and run outside, as I need some air. We maybe spiders but everyone needs air at some point. I sit on the same bench as I have for the past six months and watch everyone. The humans are all gathered together in different groups, all talking about things like hair, makeup etc. Then in the back corner is the group of misfits like me, non-humans. There's Toby, he's a frog, then Tom, he's a pig, and his brother Tim, he's a pig too. I smile when I see Tim, he's the only one who doesn't laugh at me or bully me. He's nice, when I hear his voice it makes me go all fuzzy. He looks at me so I quickly look away, when I look up again he's still looking at me, like he's trying to tell me something. I allow myself to fall into a trance, his eyes are so kind. Sadly my trance is cut short when his brother starts to laugh at him so I blush and look away. BRING BRING BRING. The bell goes, next lesson, Language. I go to lesson, we learn the language called spanish. I don't like it, at all. it's so hard to learn, and the teacher picks in me. Toby, Tom and Tim are in most of my classes too. Toby gets picked on in spanish. No one has ever heard me talk yet, I haven't spoken since that day, the day I was taken. I don't know how many of these schools there are but apparently this one is the best, in the world. The bell goes again, Lunch. I hate lunch as u don't like the food, so I don't eat it. I go to my bench, no one ever talks to me or even comes near me, they don't know who I am. Not long either, as tomorrow we start a topic all about this 'evil one' the 'one to kill us all' as they call me, although they don't know it's me yet, even if they did they'd still call me it. They all hate me. Suddenly, out of the blue, something unusual happens...
