If you were me, you would be 11 years old. You would be a girl, actually a quite attractive one, in grade 6. You would go to a school, (obviously, but I am not telling too much about myself that, could possibly, put me in danger. After all, this is the internet.) and take the bus everyday. (A QUITE stinky bus, I might add.) The bus would have the SNOBBY-EST person EVER on it, named Genvieve. ( je-on-vee-ev ). Also one of your best friends, Tienna, (Tee-Ann-a) who you sit with EVERY DAY and it NEVER bores you. Once you get to school, you have to run to the office and get a late slip because your bus is ALWAYS late. When you get in class, everyone stares at you, wich is rather embarassing, since your crush, Brady, does too. Then they notice your new glasses, (That you REALLY hate, and wish they were broken but really you don't.) that you look quite good in. Kelsie, the girl you sit beside, helps to 'take away the badness' of your teacher, Mr. Bridge's, glare. Then you sit through 2 hours of math and stare-ing. ( The stares come mostly from Isaiah, my um... 'stalker', Genvieve, actually mostly glares, and Aiden, weird looks i cant explain since he HATES YOUR GUTS but you think he's hot.) Oh yeah, Brady catches you stareing at him a few times, but he smiles cuz really youre catching him. So then comes recess, (spent mostly avoiding Melena, the LOSER girl who thinks youre her best friend but really you hate her, and doing bad stuff to Genvieve, such as dumping yogurt into her bag, putting pudding in her shoes, and giving her fake love notes with cupcakes that have been dipped into dirty toilet water... no wonder she hates me.) Then you have french with Mme Crabby-Pants and after, we do whatever else Mr. B throws at you. THEN you put a love note into Brady's bag, and go home. When you get home, your sister has stolen your stuff and trashed your room, and then as you lay in bed, you think about your day. You think: "Oh Wow. And I'm In Grade 6."