Prose - Oleg Legchilin. It's a beautiful day.

                       Beautiful day

  Today is a wonderful day, I did everything, I emphasize - I
I have done all my homework and am going to school with peace of mind. Like this: I'm going
I'm walking, and a woman is also walking in a clean gray coat. This
desire to shuffle through mud.  But no - I'm doing well today
mood: I want to write a story, glue a model... Good!
                             ***
  I came to school, undressed, changed my shoes, and went to class. On the first
Few people come to school on Wednesday, but why go to school at all?
come for three and a half hours - have lunch? Yes, most likely.
  - Petrov, Petro-ov...
  - Yurka! Stop dreaming - the hag is asking you!
  - Yes?   What, what?  Should I answer the third sign of similarity?
triangles?
  - Yes, Petrov. Let's.
  - No, no, please, not the third one.
  - Why not the third one, huh?
  - You see, yesterday Sidorov tore a sheet of paper from my textbook with
this theorem.
  - No, this is not an excuse, sit down, TWO!
  Then the bell rang. Well, why did I get the third one?
No, oh well, I’ll go have breakfast and maybe I’ll feel better.
                               ***
     I came to the dining room, took breakfast, sat down, opened the yogurt...
     - Do you want it in the forehead?...
     - No...
  I dutifully hand over my breakfast and go to the next lesson.
  Thank God, I didn’t grab the second “bowl”, otherwise my relatives would have been killed.
     But there is one “bowl”... Damn!.. Damn!..- Hey! Stop banging your head on the table, let's go to physics.
     - Physics?! What about us, isn’t it chemistry today?
     - No.
  - Damn!.. Damn!.. Well, how is it possible - for the first time in my life I did it
chemistry! And here you are - we have physics.
                                 ***
  - Petrov!
  - Well, what? I still don't know anything.
  - Go and get some chalk... And since you don’t know anything - TWO!
     I don’t dare contradict and go for the chalk.
                                 ***
  “Here, keep the briefcase and keep the chalk, she kicked me out,”
Vitka said, leaving the office. - Let's go have lunch.
  - Let's go... - I sighed heavily and wandered towards the dining room.
  My last call of the day rang. Taking lunch and
Having perched myself at the table, I prepared to eat, but...
  - Do you want it on the neck?
  - Yes!!!
     The plate flew into the face of the questioner.

     P.S. I'm in a good mood today.