Capable

Can I?

    "honey, wake up! it's time for school", mom yelled. I never really liked school, I have no friends and I'm known as the weird one... "coming mom!" I yelled as i ran down the stairs with a really dark hoodie and and a black trouser, mom was not impressed. She looked at me from head to toe with a really stern face, "what mom?" I said noticing her expression.... it took me a while to realize that she wanted me to change clothes, "no mom, these are really comfy" I said beaming, "fine," said mom "its not like I can make you".... 

      School... why do I have to go to school? why do people judge me? should I change my attitude and apearance for people to like me? can I not be the weird one?... Thoughts roamed around my head, not realizing that I was at school and i had a big math test. Mr Otto was our math teacher, everyone knows and thinks he's weird with a black and white suit and his bald head, but to me he's my idol. I was going to ace that test, I know I can!...