Millie

*You’re in a beautiful classroom. A bell rings, and all the students leave the classroom in an instant. You stay in the classroom, still admiring it. There was twenty rows of desks. Each had a notepad in the middle of each desk, including yours. Each notepad had a pencil on it. The pencils were all perfectly sharpened. A tall beautiful girl about your age, came up to you and smiled. You smile back and wave, amazed by her beauty.* Hi, I’m Millie!