It was a perfectly sunny day and you were in class, bored as ever. You decided to doodle in your notebook, drawing Mikey's name over and over with different fonts and hearts.
That's when everything went downhill. Your teacher called on you while you were in lala land, thinking about your perfect Mikey. She slapped a ruler on your desk causing you to snap out of it.
"Miss Y/N, what is the meaning of a metaphor and what is an example on one?" She asked in her stern yet feminine voice.
You stutter, since you hadn't been taking notes and you weren't paying attention you decide to wing it. Using all your brain power you stood up and said:
"I think it's dialogue and the use would be, to ummmm talk!" You exclaim.
Sweat rolls down your forehead as you sit down, your teacher wearing a look of unamusement on her face.
Soon everyone in your classroom laughs as the teacher dismisses you. Insults and giggles filled the room as you left.
When you got home you cried, falling into your pillow, after closing every door and window around you. Tears fall more and more but soon a knock on your window is heard.
You ignore it and continue to cry until you feel someone's arm around you and are soon comforted by Mikey. You love him so much.
