Chapter Five — James.
For the first time in English class, I can't seem to concentrate.
I fiddle with my textbook, finding it hard to sit so still and stay quiet at once. All I want to do is surf through the pages of my textbook, testing myself with complex oral forms and word stress but as usual Mr Shucks doesn't tolerate that. He'll single me out to go to the whiteboard and ask me questions on what he'd been saying for the past hour and of course I'll fail because I'm not paying attention. Ugh, I can't wait to whizz out of high school, though college would be tougher, still, it's good to have a change of environment and schedule. I'd be more at peace with myself than at home.
Pushing all thoughts of education to the back of my mind, I look up at the silvery clock on the wall for the f
