COD and Mario Kart

I opened my eyes wide and tried not to blink. I just know that if I do, I'll end up falling asleep. It felt like years since I'd entered the classroom. Mr Gooden's voice droned on and on; he was talking about something that I didn't understand. I was bored out of my skull and not understanding the work was not helping my mood. We've already been through the test and I passed, barely, but I know Zack would be proud of me when he saw my result. I am kind of proud of myself too. I plan to reward myself with a cookie after I leave gymnastics practice later. I also needed to speak to Ms Fiddleson about the missed rehearsals.

While I planned my week in my head, the bell rang and students rushed out as if the classroom was on fire.

I took my time packing up because I knew or at least hoped Zack would save a table for us in the cafeteria. I was so busy imagining the pizza I was going to get that I failed to notice Mr Gooden standing in front of my desk until I looked up.

''Yes sir?'' I aske