I sat at my desk, poking my trapper with my pencil. I was in math class, being bored. Shocker. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a bad student. I just hate math. Math sucks. And it's the only class I have an A- in. School's not easy for me, but I have straight A's because I work really hard. I don't do much outside of school, but I have good social life. I'm not incredibly popular, but I have a few really good friends. Abby, Reese, Jo, Chrissie, and Kat. There my group, and we're the
Goofballs Incorporated. We kind of get looked over by the popular kids, but that's fine by us. They don't bother us, we don't rub our grades in their faces. It's a good deal for everyone. So, those are my friends. Speaking of friends, we all have nicknames we call each other by. I gave a kid a nickname, but nobody cares. His nickname is Shadow, because he's kind of a shadow. I feel bad for him, but I'm the only one. So I decides that I'm going to talk to That Shadow. Because I like him.
