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Prologue

"Get up kid!" Cannoli says loudly in my ear. I have obviously slept through Spanish class again and my class is slowly walking out the door to science class. "Shut up Cannoli," I say to him. He is two years younger than me and about a foot shorter than me. He likes to bother me, and in return I call him Cannoli. I pick up my textbooks and shove my way through the 6th graders flooding into the classroom. My friend Oscar waits for me in the hallway when I fall asleep and grabs my books for me."Hey," he says quietly,"Why do you always sleep through Spanish class?" "Because Mr. Murray is a horrible teacher." I say flatly. Suddenly the hallway erupts in a flurry of screams and there is a mob of teenagers scared shit-less stampeding down the hallway. I look out the window to see a massive UFO. "Oh FUCK NO!" I yell loudly. "Get up kid!" I hear yelled in my ear as I am shaken awake by Cannoli. I am now thoroughly weirded out.