Hello reader in 2065. What is your world like? Have you heard of the Beatles? I like pop music. My mother likes Elvis – have you heard of him? My parents bought Wooden Heart. There’s a lot of wooden hearts in this school, I can tell you. I hope people are nicer in 2065. It can’t be much worse, at least not much worse than life in Hawksmead College for unwanted boys. I know I’m not really unwanted. My parents love me, and I love them more than anyone in the world. I do keep crying – in private. Nobody must see. Nobody must know. Not even Mini, who is now my best friend in the world.
My eye is getting better, but it’s a good reminder to ignore McGrath. He’s given up trying to be my friend and now just likes to make fun of me whenever he has an audience. “W...w..w.hat’s the time, B.O.?” In c
