You wake the next day to the sounds of breakfast cooking. Rising and
donning your clothes, you proceed to the kitchen. You eat an omelette,
a glass of milk, and a piece of toast, and then you're out the door.
You walk to school, living relatively nearby. You enter the school and
go to your classroom. You set down your backpack just as the bell
rings. Your teacher glares at you. "You are to be in your seat
when the bell rings, not standing and milling about the classroom!
Come out to the hall." She leaves, and you follow. YOu hear a few
laughs as you exit.
Outside, the teacher glares at you again and lectures you about
punctuality. What now?
You return home. Your mom is not up, and your dad is out of town, so
you crawl into your bed and sleep.