Sky looked up at the teacher and rolled her eyes. Great, she will have to listen to the Vice Principle's speech again. She simply didn't understand why they had to listen to it each year. Her eyes were drawn to the clock at the back of the classroom. For some reason the topic of time seemed interesting to her and how humans cared about it so much that they needed to have everything planned or scheduled. It seemed foolish to her. Muting her phone she began to scroll through the art forums, waiting for the 5 minutes to pass. 

When the bell rang, Sky stuffed her phone into her satchel and wanly followed the class outside onto the field. She looked around. The field looked the same as last year. Sky sighed and run her hand through her short brown hair. She hoped that she would last this tiresome and tedious year.