Part 1

My name is Alexandra Ashton and I am twelve years old. I am just a regular girl, with always a braid in my hair. And I am a master in Greek and Latin. The classic languages, and those are the only things I am good at on school. I've in my whole life only earned tens for those subjects! My school is a special one. Here I show my specialties, and the grades for other subjects do not matter. Oh yeah, I forgot to say this: I have got ADHD and dyslexia and I live in America. Rather I would have lived in England, but I do enjoy America, too. Okay, enough information about me. The story starts now!

It was the first of June on ten a.m. on Monday. I had school now, and now was the first break. Unfortunately, my lesson Greek given by my favourite teacher had been fallen out. When I heard that and knew we had no lesson Greek now, I thought it was a good idea to learn my homework for the third lesson this day, and that was English. Yes, that was teached by another person. Okay, miss Cupsong always was kind, but she was so strict! She often gave suddenly tests, and I never had had at least a 5 for it, so I decided it was better to learn good now. But I couldn't find my English books. I heard a soft sniggering behind me. Immediately I knew who had done this. I said: ,,Wow, how nice is it to be in this place, knowing that everybody, or everyone, loves me. And keeps my books safe!"
I went to the toilet, accidentally forgetting my backpack. When I came out, I went looking in my backpak, and my English books were in it, just like nothing had happened. I rolled my eyes, and went to the causer of this. My friend, Amie, tried to look casual, but I knew better and I laughed at her. Her cheeks became red and she laughed at me, too. How good to have a friend. Hm.