"Yes, how may I help you?" the front office lady asked. "This is Jayy Von Monroe, the new student." mom said, touching my shoulder. "Oh yes! Mrs. Monroe, Right this way!" the lady said, with a facial expression that made me laugh uncontrollably in my mind. We followed the lady. She gave me my schedule, my agenda, my textbooks, and my badge. "Now, before I turn you loose for the day, I will assign you a helping student." the lady said. "Helping student?" I asked, very confused. "Helping students are in all of your classes, and basically help you get to all of your classes." she explained. She walked into her office and called in a random person. A few minutes later, I hear a knock at the door. Me and my mom both get up at the same time, attempting to open the door. "I got it ma." I said, looking back behind me, and looking back in front of me. I carefully opened the door, letting in a average-sized, blond headed girl. "Is this my helping student?" I asked, trying to figure out what she was. "Yes, Jayy. Meet your helping student, Quinn." the lady said, standing right beside her. As I took a look a Quinn, I could easily tell her eyes were full of hate. As she chewed her gum so loud, I just smiled at how perfect my life was. This is just perfect. Just all perfect. This is really not perfect. None of this is perfect. None of this is even good.
