Walking to school, I twisted my hair into a bun. Once I was a few meters from school, I heard the first bell ring. Running now, my high heel got caught in a crack and I flipped forwards. Darn high heels, I thought, so difficult to walk in. I picked up the shoe and it’s disconnected purple heel. rushing to class, I flung open the door. “Hello class” I said. “My name is Professor Violet Crocodile, Ms. Crocodile to you. A boy in the back launched a surprisingly accurate basketball throw at my head. Could this day get any worse?