As I sat in the back of the classroom I looked out of the window,daydreaming of all of the cool ideas I had planned for the band.'..Ooooh...going around the world to concerts..having our own tour bus-..NO..our own PRIVATE JET!...'.Then I thought out loud accidentally,"...NO MORE SCHOOL FOR US!!..".I pounded the air with my fists,then looked around.All...ALL eyes on me."..Anything wrong,Xander?...".The class giggled and I slouched a bit."..No ma'am....".She lowered her glasses at me and grinned."..Well,I guess THIS won't be a problem for you...".She opened her Algebra 1 book and read out a question.and I answered it,shakily,but correctly,getting nervous and breaking out into a mild cold sweat.