Lances POV
     Finally, my senior year. The last year of forced schooling, a living hell. And UGH if that emo ugly kid is in my class i think i might just die, then and there! He has a *mullet* too, who in the 2000s has a MULLET.

     I walked into my first period, it was math. "Why is the classroom so small?" I whispered to myself. As i looked for my seat, I looked at everyones class certificates. I knew absolutely NO ONE. Everyone started to walk in the room and i was tempted to walk out, and guess what... I did!

     I pounced into the office, going on a rampage to find ANYONE that can change my schedule, finally... Principal Randa (thats her name right???). I jumped into her office. "Haha, wasn't expecting to see you in trouble this early in the morning, Lance Mcclain." Ms Randa said. i sat down. "Im not in trouble," I huffed. "Why am i in such a small class?!" I was fierce. "Lance, if you are in small classes, it can be because you always got into trouble your whole middle school and high school career, and you haven't had the best grades either." She tried to calm me down. "Look, last year your math and english teachers came down and told me that you have some symptoms, some symptoms of dyslexia and adhd. They wanted you to be in smaller classes so you wouldn't struggle, just try it for a month okay dear." Im so ANGRY, this is something that i used to get so fired up about, they must think im stupid.

     ", But im not that stupid." i started to tear up. I was looking down at my legs. "Lance you are not stupid, no where near it hun. You are in he same level of learning you always were in." She said full of concern. She looked thru her desk, she gave me a card with a couple of hotlines on it, the suicide hotline, the stress hotline, and the lgbtqia hotline. I got up and said. "thank you,"

     I had walked out of the office and went to my favorite teachers room, Mr Shirogane. "SHIRO!" I shouted as i got into the room. "What the hell do you want?" he said infront of the whole class. "Im staying here, thanks"

     I saw someone in the corner of my eye, that emo freak... I think his name is Kristian. Everyone was blocked out and i just stared at him. "What the hell are you looking at like that?" Kristian said. I got out of my daze, "Sorry, Kristian." "My name is Keith, get it right." he rolled his eyes.

     Shiro had been lecturing so i sat at his office chair. "Lance, why are you here? School barely even started." Shiro asked. "Reasons," I went mute. Shiro started to walk to the door. "Lance can you come over here, we need to talk." I went to him and he took me to the hallway. "Why did you actually come to my class?" Shiro asked. I looked back at the ground. "They think i'm stupid." I murmured. "Who?" "Everyone in this school, all of my teachers, and all of my old teachers. They put me into smaller classes, because i don't understand numbers that well. They pretty much said to my face i am absolutely mentally incapacitated." I started to get upset again, tearing up. "Lance, what did they exactly say to you?" shiro asked. "I show signs of mental disorders." i murmured. "If thats all it is i can try to test you, so we can make sure." I nodded yes.

     He took me back into the classroom. He sat me at his desk, and told me to write about my weekend. Here goes nothing.