It was a cheery, sunny day at school. I couldn't figure out what it was about today that was so great. Maybe it was just a good mood. Maybe it was the weather. Maybe it was seeing my friends for the first time after a long winter break. Whatever the reason it did not matter, nor did I care. Because I was unusually happy for a person of my personality, which is all that matters. I walked down the shimmering, sunlit halls of my school with a tremendous crowd of teenagers, who all seemed just as happy today. Smiles all around, sparkling white teeth, golden light washing over blond hair, fashion statements that actually work, cute couples giggling with each other about inside jokes no one else would get, and above all, the roar of talking that absorbs the whole school. These are all of the things I witness as I too walk down the hall with a sparkling white smile. I was so joyful it wasn't even normal. And then it hit me. It started with a extreme sinking feeling in my stomach, as if a boulder had been dropped in it. 2nd came the sick, nauseating feeling. 3rd came the relization: I forgot to study for my 300 point final in math, which is the class I was about to walk into. I halt in my tracks, allowing people to push past me. I cant move. I have a 4.0 GPA, a “goody goody smart kid” as some kids call me, and I could not afford for this to happen. The impact to my grade would be horrific, my parents would be ashamed. There is no more light, only darkness and icy, muffled voices. I take a few steps, then a fre more and a few more after that. I find myself in my math class. The electric lights glare down at me, blinding my already clouded vision. I walk over to my teacher, with her wrinkly frown and bright red lipstick staring me down, and whisper “I forgot to study for the test. Please give me another chance! Please I will do anything!” My teacher starts to laugh, which I could not figure out why until she said “Don't worry, the test is next week Lynda. I would never put a test date on the first day back from winter break. Ha! Imagine that!” A deep relieving feeling washes over me and I sigh. It was all my imagination.