I was nervous. It was my first day of summer school. If it was up to me, I wouldn’t go but this was my parent’s decision. The reason my parents signed me up was because they were always working so usually on summer days I would stay home alone. My older sister, Lindsey would be of with her friends and I could never play outside because it was always to hot outside during the summer in Arizona. It was too late; I just could not get out of going to summer school. So here I am sitting at the bus stop, waiting. I didn’t know what to expect. I knew that there was no way that any of my friends from school would be there. So I would have to make new ones. Finally the bus arrived. “Come on kid get up.” the bus driver grumbled. As I was stepping onto the bus I noticed there were no kids sitting in the back they were all in the front. I sat down on an empty seat with two girls sitting across from me that appeared to be tightening each other’s seat belts as tight as they could get. I looked for my seat belt and for some reason I couldn’t find it. I peeked over the back of my seat and saw two kids that were as white as sheets. Suddenly the bus jolted forward. I forced back into my seat. Where is my seat belt? I thought to myself. Someone tapped my on the shoulder I turned around and saw a boy with long curly brown hair. “Hi” he said. “I’m Pete.” “I’m Michael.” I replied. “Do you want to sit over here?” he asked waving me over. “Sure, does it have a seat belt?” I asked “Ya.” He said while moving his backpack to the other side of the seat. We continued talking until the bus came to a stop. According to Pete I was one of the youngest of the kids in the my grade I was eleven and everyone else was twelve or older. When I got off I was surprised. For some reason I pictured summer school different from my normal school. But it looked almost the same. “Come on” Pete said guiding me to a group of kids near the lockers. “Michael, this is Carlos, Sam and Alex.” I was glad I was fitting in so far, but I was still nervous about how the rest of the day would go. “ What’s your first class?” Alex asked. “Umm,” I unfolded my schedule. “Math with Mr. O’rieli.” “Oh, man he’s harsh.” The bell started to ring. “Where’s Mr. O’rieli’s class?” I asked. “I think it’s in the back building” Pete said. Suddenly Carlos grabbed my hand and dragged me through the crowd of people. He opened a door to ouside and the sun immediately blinded me. I found myself with Pete, Carlos and Sam. I wanted to ask were Alex was but that was not the only question racing through my mind. “Where’s the back building?” I asked. “There is no back building.” Sam said while kicking a rock around on the ground. “Won’t we get into some sort of trouble for this?” I asked. “Why would we get you into trouble? We’re your friends.” Said Pete with a grin on his face. I know it’s wrong to skip class, but Pete said we were friends and I was in no position to pass on friends. The entire time we were outside I kept glancing over my shoulder to check and make sure that no one was coming to get us in trouble. My entire life I hade been afraid of punishment, I hated to be yelled at, even when a teacher would confront me to have a conversation, it didn’t matter if they were in a good mood or a bad mood every second I felt like my head would explode. After we heard the bell ring we started walking to the door. I was the first to go threw the door. I peeked in to make sure it was safe. I heard whispering from behind me. It was Carlos telling me to just go in. It’s not you who’s running the risk of getting detention. I thought to myself. I opened the door and saw that a teacher had just left his class and his back was facing me so I whispered to Pete who was right beside me “Ok, I think it’s sa-.” Right when I was in mid sentence I suddenly felt this pain in my back; it was Carlos, he hade thrown a pinecone at me. I tried to hold it in but- “Ow!” I yelped, clenching my back. The teacher turned around. “Hey, kid, aren’t you supposed to be in class?” the teacher asked walking towards me. Crap, I thought to myself. How am I going to get out of this one?