Jay spends his morning in the hall way looking at the other kids. Jay wasn’t the nicest guy but he didn’t like how people treat others. Jay didn’t have friends he never talk to anyone but some girls had a crush on him and some girls hated him. Some guys and girls picked on him but of course it never walked Jay would always looked at them and walked away and they would get mad at him and try to find ways to get him but it didn’t work.

Jay would always eat alone yet again he didn’t eat at all he would just read or draw he was a good artist. Jay would see people talk to each other or make fun others, Jay knew this was high school it would past when they get out and on with their lives. Jay would be the first one to leave the lunch room he never ate.

Jay was always the last person in the classroom he always said one word and that was hi to the teacher and took a seat back of the class he just watched the kids come in the class if they were late they would be in trouble and some should just stay home or run away. Jay saw girls pick on a girl but he would do nothing until end of class he would not act out in class he wasn’t like that.

Jay always closed his eyes and just thought this “this is the worst day.”