Jayson walked through out the empty hallways carrying his gym bag one side approaching his Algebra 2 class. He was late but luckily his mom sent a note ahead of time excusing his tardiness, it was his mom's fault for waking up late after all. He would open the door to his Algebra 2 class, cutting off Ms. Krader as all the students looked in his direction.

"I have an excuse note" He said breaking the silence. He then slid the note on her desk and walked to his seat. He nodded at his friends in acknowledgment. Jayson was not the most popular kid in school but he had a decent amount of friends, most being from the basketball team and other athletics. He sat in his desk which was on the far right side of the class in the third row. He then listened as Ms.Krader went on with her teaching.