I woke up late today. Mom rushed me to the car as I ate my bread. Ugh, I hate school! My brother and sister are talking about a game that I didn't know. I wanted to ask them about it but we already arrived at school.
At class my teacher is explaining something boring. "Can anyone tell me what the answer to this quetion is? What about you Clara." my teacher asked. I stared at her for a good 10 seconds before saying " Nope!" with a straight face. She looked like she was about to explode. " Go to the principal now!" she screeched.
At the end of school I saw my mom waving to me. She was saying something I couldn't hear. "What?" I said loudly. ".Come on! we're moving to London." She said while dragging me to the car. Wait, did she just say we're moving?! " Mom! What do you mean we're moving?!" She sighed, " your dad got a new job in London so we need to move. Besides, London has many place to visit." Well, I guess I could try.
