"Richard Alexander Rodgers! If you don't get down here right now, I won't take you to school today, you can start tomorrow!"
"No, mother, you can't do that! if I don't start now, no one will know who I am tomorrow and they will have already made friends! I will be so lonely," cried little Richard.
"Well then, hurry up! I have an audition to get to," replied his mother, Martha. It was Richards first day of school, and he was soo exited. He raced down the stairs, grabbed his lunch and flew out of the door and into the car. He couldn't wait to meet everyone.
"Katie-cat! Put the book down, it's time to go." Johanna Becket smiled down at her 5 year old daughter, who looked up, her eyes wide, from her book.
"Sorry mommy, it's just so good."
"I don't care how good it is, it can wait till we get home again. Now, who's ready to go to school?"
As Richard entered the classroom for the first time, his eyes flitted over the chaos before him. Two boys were wrestling in the corner, a dark girl was playing doctor (or so he thought) to her dollies, and the rest of the class was playing with the lego, dress up or soft toys on the floor near the teacher, Mr Montgomery, who was sitting at his desk. All except one. There was one girl, with brown hair, sitting on a bean bag, reading. He was surprised. He didn't know anyone else their age could read, except him. He decided to go talk to her.
"Hi. My name's Richard. What's your name?"
She looked up from her book, surprised anyone had noticed her.
"My name's Kate. Kate Becket."