The intelligent Prig

I am the smartest girl in my school. I am 13 years old and I go to an exclusive private school. Come and share a day of my life with me.

I wake up infallibly at 5 a.m. every morning. I take a shower and then I get ready for school. I eat my breakfast then I walk to the bus stop. I go onto the bus and adress the fatuous bus driver. He would wave back jauntily and I would go to my seat.

When the bus stops at my school, I walk down charily. I go straight to class and study before the bell rings. I work and listen diligently until class ends. I get my other books from my locker and glare contemptuously at the coquette who's locker is next to mine. I walk off feeling prudent and scrupulous.

At lunchtime I eat my food placidly and then I continue to study my dictionary smugly, making sure people notice me. No one seems to so I glare at all my frivolous schoolmates and judge everyone of them in my mind. Soon, I go home and complete my homework feeling like an angel.

(edited on 20/9/08 and written 21/2/08)