In junior high everyone knows each other. Every one is friends with someone. I can walk down the halls and people say,"hey Alec, how was your day?" I love these people. But math is kind of hard. Ali is really nice but i don't think he likes me. One time on homework i got every single question right, i was excited to show it to him. But apperently i didnt copy the original problem so he gave me like half off. I saw a quick glance at other peoples grades in my class that have been doing just as poorly but have grades in the nineties. He tells me if i keep it up ill get a C.