6 AM: Wake up. It is too early. The sun is not even awake yet. Why am I awake? Because I have been FORCED.
7:30 AM: Get a ride to school. I am offered a ride home. I politely decline, I already have a ride. Of this, I am sure. Ride home: check.
8:30 AM: My first exam. History. I am feeling very confident. I am rocking this exam.
8:55 AM: Am pulled out of exam to listen to speech about trustworthiness. I wonder if this is a sign from God. Go back to rocking exam.
9:40 AM: My second exam. French. I am not rocking French. The Lion King is playing on the tv and I must stop now and then to sing.
10:30 AM: I finish. B+ I go upstairs to see a teacher to pick up my speech paper.
10:31 AM: Teacher is not there.
10:32 AM: I call the number I was given for when I was done so I could be picked up. I get a woman named Kelly. I call again. I have it right this time, I know. I get Kelly. This cycle repeats several times over the course of an hour.
Later: I am walking around outside. I go to several friend's houses. No one is there. Anywhere. I have no phone. I know no one's numbers. I am stranded.
I eventually spend my last dollar on a soda. I go outside with the soda. I spill my soda. I cry inside.
I spend HOURS aimlessly being. I finally find a friend who is home. They leave. They let me watch their tv while they're gone. I notice hours later that there are cars at the school. Why are there cars at the school? It is not time for people to be leaving. I go investigate. People are leaving early. My last chance for a ride is GONE. GONE GONE. and then I find Micki.

Micki! Her family drives me home, and my life does not suck.

My friend Micki is awesome.

(This is only about half of what happened, it is a VERY long story.)

Ree