Whats Wrong With Sleep

Seven Crappiest Hours

Grace P.O.V
"Hello school!" I snidely think to myself as I walk up the sidewalk towards the bland yellow building. I can only hope Dani is coming too despite her foot. But I still know if she's not going to come its because of unfinshed homework not because of the foot. I make my way to the door and there stands the two clusters if eighth graders I can't stand. The POPULAR kids and the BOYS. I always default to standing quietly behind the cool kids and pretending I'm cool to. Lucky for me though I'm always the first in my group there. What I mean by group is people I can talk to about whatever and not care because they are awesome. Well mostly two of them are kinda avid Christians so I can't tell them some things or they get pretty offended. We are kinda like the loser five since nobody really likes us because we're to smart or talented and people get sick of that. For example there's Elizabeth(who will be called Liz because I don't feel like typing E-L-I-Z-A-B-E-T-H every time I want to say her name). So anyway there's Liz who is the only eighth grader with straight A's, Peter who is a documentary nut(and is probably madly in love with Liz), theres Lea who is average smart and pretty good at art but is an extreme nerd for video games(which is awesome!), and then there is little old me the sloppy and amazing at art, nerd who is a know it all that trys to sing but usually fails because she sucks. Now those of you who still to remember I said loser five not four. Well numero cinco would be my sister Dani she's kinda the borderline between what's cool and what's not. And do not even get me started on how well she sings. I still don't understand why she's not extremely popular. It doesn't make sense. She like every popular girl but nicer. The only reason I could see her being hated is because she's Bi. Oh well nows not the time to get to deep in my thoughts. The bell just rang and everybody's moved into a giant mass of backbacks and hair. So here I go again time to start the
Seven Crappiest Hours ever.