Hey guys! Welcome to the first day of Real Week! The topic is school. Today I'm going to walk you through my day at school.

Now, my school has A-days and B-days. So my odd numbered class are on A-days,like 3,5,7 and my even numbered classes are on B-days, like, 4,6,8.

My 1st and 2nd hour I have everyday cause they are my electives.

Here are my classes in order

1st hour: Choir

2nd hour: French

3rd hour: History

4th hour: Math

5th hour: Gym

6th hour: Science

7/8 hour: Language Arts- I have it every singe day!

So let's get to it.

So in the morning when we get their, we can't go to our lockers. We have to wait in the gym or cafeteria until the dang bell rings to dismiss us to our lockers. But that bell doesn't dismiss us , the teachers supervising do. In the gym, the teacher's let my grade go automatically when that bell rings. But when my grade is in the cafeteria, we have to let the 7th and 8th graders who are eating breakfast go out first. Then, the teachers call row's of tables to go to their lockers. Now They from row 5 to row 1. I sit in row 2 so my row is the second to last to go. So then I get out of the gym or cafeteria and I have to go through a crowd of 6th, 7th, and 8th graders, which takes about 2 minutes. Then I get to my locker. The girl on the locker below me already got her stuff so I don't have to worry about her. What I do have to worry about it the 2 lockers that are next to her. That's why I try to go to my locker on minimal occasions. I bring my stuff for my next class and the class after that to lunch. I bring my stuff for the next class to electives.

So now, I got my stuff and I go to choir. I'm usually one of the first one's there, so before all the bitchy girls and the loud boys get in there I have some peace and quiet. Then the loud obnoxious boys come in. My silence is over. Then the bitchy girls come in. My silence got murdered. The worst part is I sit right next to the bitchy girls! So I hear the nickname that they call there friends like Liv, I hear every thing they they talk about. It gets so annoying. And since there's no clock in that room, and I have a watch, they always ask me what time it is. So as the nice person I am I tell them what time it is. But sometimes I want to say get a watch but I don't cause that would be mean. I have a B in choir. Why? Because of the stupid music tests like notes on a staff and that crap. Yeah, I signed up for the class to sing, I did not sign up for a damn notes on staff class.

So then the bell rings to go to 2nd hour. French is good. I really don't have any complaint's about it.

So then the bell rings.

Lets say it's an A-day. So I go to history. That history teacher is just so awkward to be around. She acts like she's mad all the time. She gives us homework everyday. I'm surprised she didn't give us homework over spring break.

Lets say it's an B-day. So I go to Math. I have a nice math teacher. So she usually gives us time to do our homework. She dose not give us homework over breaks.

After my 3rd or 4th hour, I go to lunch. I do not like lunch that much. Cause my mom only lets me buy on Fridays. So for 4 days of the week, I have a paper bag with a salami and mayo sandwich, a bag of cheez-its, and a Capri-sun. I only eat the sandwich and cheez-its. I don't even get that juice pouch out of my paper bag because what kind of 6th grader has a Capri-sun in their lunch. The only good part about lunch is the eating part. Sitting with my friends is not. Cause my friends are f'in stupid or annoying as hell. I have this one friend who is in all my classes who always bras at lunch that she finished her homework in class or she got an A on her test and I'm over here saying yeah me too when on that same test I got a f'in C. So why don't you stop bragging about how your such a good student and go F yourself before you wreck yourself. Then one of my other friends is reading and then she says guys listen and reads an part from her book. And everyone is so interested in that part of the book. When she's finished everyone except me laughs at it because it was so funny. So I ask why it was so funny and they just stare at me like I'm stupid. One time I put the straw in my juice pouch but didn't drink it. So I put it back in my paper bag and then it leaks through the bag. Do my friends help me clean it up? No. They just laugh at it. Then they point out that it's on my shirt and I'm even more embarrassed. I really just wanted to punch them in the face. So then lunch is over.

If it's an A-day, I go to gym. You guys already know how I feel about gym

If it's a B-day, I go to science. I usually get my homework finished in science. But the science teacher is the only teacher who gave out homework over break. But of course my bragging friend get her homework finished and I didn't. Cause lets be real, on Monday night, I'm probably going to be rushing to finish that homework so I can go to bed. Cause I'm sure he knew that students would not finish it except for little miss straight A student over there.

And no matter what day it is, I go to Language Arts. The teacher goes out to the hall to supervise and the class turns into chaos. The annoying kids makes the stupidest puns in the whole entire world. Little miss perfect pants is asking me if I finished my science homework. So I can't even get my warm up done. Then when the teacher walks back in everyone gets in there seats. And she explains the warm up. I already understand it, but I have to listen to what shes saying. Then she says after your finished with your warm up, past it around your row and then choose who has the best three sentences and the person in your row who has the best will come up to the front of the class and read them. And I'm just like great. Cause little miss perfect pants is in my row and two girls who hate my guts so I'm not getting picked. One time I got to go up there so I read mine and people had to say one thing they liked about it. Only one person said something nice about it. Then, one of the girls who hates my guts gets to go up after everyone who got picked from there row has gone. And everyone had something nice to say about her's. And I'm just like What! Cause I had not gotten picked many times but did I get to go up there and read mine cause I asked the teacher if I could, no. She is literally the teachers pet. She gets picked for everything. It's stupid.

Then after that I go home.

I hope you guys liked that Real day. Please tell me in the reviews what you'd like me too be real about next because I'm out of Ideas! BYE!