I walk to the front of the room. It feel like it take 3 hours even though its such a short walk. I can feel my classmates eyes burning holes in the back of my bright yellow t-shirt. suddenly it feels like my outfit is babyish. I finally reach the front of the room. when I turn around I see my classmates trying their best to smile at me, but they are all fake smiles. except for one person in the back. she is in a wheelchair and is much smaller than me. I get up and say "Hi! My name is Ella Jenson. I am from Tennessee and I have a brother, parents and a dog." when I am done I am about to walk back to my seat when the teacher asked to question I'd been dreading. "do you have any questions for ella?" Thank goodness every kid didn't say anything. I had survived my first 5 minutes of middle school.