She clutched her white binder to her chest with her perfect manicured nails. Her skirt exactly in the same aligniment as always, and her shoes glossed. One step each second. The same way each day. She checked her watch at the tenth step. 7:15.01 AM. 'Perfect,' she thought. Everything is perfect. Just perfect. She smiled, checking her watch. She knew the time was 7:16.09, but what she was not that. It was 7:16.10! 'I'm going to be late. This day is ruin. I can't fix it. Maybe if I start doing drugs it will calm me. But then I'll die. Death is not in my schedule. I need to follow my everyday schedule to survive. But I'm not on schedule! I'm a second behind.' She walked at the same pace, mentally trying to stablize herself. 'I arrivied at my locker one second behind. I opened it a second behind.' Something was off. It was different and she didn't like different. She didn't want different. There they whsipers. Whispers about her. Closing her white locker door, she direct her attenion on it. She saw a black list on it. She knew what it was. Everyone knew what it was. She took a step back, checking her watch. 7:26.04. This whole day is going to be set off. Gasps spreaded throughout the crowded halls as she crashed.