The bell rang and I looked up to see the library filled with students. I smiled and gathered up my things. I glanced to the giant wall of windows overlooking the city and saw that it was still snowing. I saw Braden sitting with a bunch of people, mainly girls, and I saw him look over at me. He then started laughing and turned back to a girl he was apparently talking to before he looked over at me.

I walked to the art room and took my usually seat at the front of the class. The teacher told us to draw someone that we idolized and everyone, except me, just sat there looking at him like he was speaking in a foreign language.

"Just draw whatever." He sighed and returned to his desk.

Did I forget to mention that my art class was filled with druggies and kids who were high all the time? Yeah, and this is the advanced art class. The only thing these people have going for them is their ability to draw.

I had no clue as to whom I was going to draw so I just lazily drew circles on my page.

The bell rang and I was so mesmerised by all my circles, I hardly noticed. Apparently the two people beside me were mesmerised as well.

I put my sketchbook in my bag and rushed off to math class. I sat down in the back corner and took out my pencil and calculator.

"Okay class, today we are going to be taking that test I told you about last week." I cleared my calculator and waiting for the teacher to hand out the test.

Once I got mine I furiously scribbled in the answers and it only took me about 30 minutes to complete. I stood up and handed my test in to the teacher. I smiled as she took the papers from my hand and told me that I could do whatever I wanted until the end of class.

I walked back to my seat and took out my sketch book. I continued sketching my tiny circles until the bell rang.

I stood up and walked out of the classroom with my things. I had to squeeze my way past a bunch of people who were waiting outside the classroom for their friends.

"Excuse me." I managed to say as I pushed past everyone. That's the first time I've said anything since 6:30 this morning. I laughed at myself for thinking such a funny thought and I walked back to my locker. I grabbed my lunch and then went to my little spot in the band room.

I ate alone on one of the couches on the second floor and listened to one of my classmates practice on his trumpet. After I finished my lunch, I tool out my sketch book again.

I looked up at the clock on the wall and it was almost 12. I got up from the couch and went downstairs to grab my flute from my locker. The bell rang while I was in the hall and then I saw my classmates walking towards the music room behind me. I turned the key to lock up my things and joined the small crowd going into the music room. We all got our instruments and music folders ready and sat down. There were only about 10 of us in the class and I was the only one who played percussion.

At 12:50 I gave my teacher a note telling her than I had to leave for my vacation.

"Alright Daniel, see you in a month! Don't forget to practice!" I smiled and waved goodbye to her and the class, even though they were hardly paying attention.

My music class is like a very close-knit family and I'm the unwanted cousin that no one likes.

I walked over to my locker and put on my jacket. I made my way over to the doors and looked outside to see my parents waiting in a taxi. I grinned and pushed the door open. I ran as fast as I could, trying not to get too cold, seeing as I didn't bother to put my scarf or gloves on. I pulled open the door and climbed inside the taxi.

"Let's go!" I exclaimed as I put my seatbelt on. The taxi driver pulled out of the school parking lot and drove to the hotel.