Today was not any different. The most part of what I did was watch the clock tick by slowly as I waited to get out of class. The bell rang and without wasting a second, I slung my bag over my shoulder and walked straight out of class.

"Tiffany, tiffany," a wriggly boy whom I presumed to be in junior school called out my name stopping only to catch his breath.

Ignoring him, I walked even faster determined to get out of this school as soon as I could.

"I have a message for you," he screamed ...