I brushed back my brown hair. Spelling. The worst of them all, besides math. Hi, my name is Lucy, I'm suppose to live in an apartment. All by myself. How creepy is that? I don't even know anyone that lives there also!
"Now, everyone, put your spelling books away and get ready for recess," said Miss Luke, my second grade teacher.
I grabbed my stuff and walked to the apartments. I saw a few teenagers walking in.
"Hi, I'm Lucy."