Lillian snapped to attention when the teacher called her name. "Lillian, what are your thoughts on this masterpiece?" Mrs. Green asked. "Well, I guess the painter thought the night sky was a pretty picture." Lillian said, looking at the painting. "Lillian, I was talking about your honest true thoughts. When you look at "Starry Night" what pops into your head?" Her teacher asked. "Ummmm, that it's time to go to bed?" Lillian suggested. Mrs. Green sighed and turned to Alexia. "Alexia, your thoughts please."

Lillian walked into her math classroom. Again, as it was her usual routine, she zoned out the class; unless her name was called. "Lillian, what is the square root of 6,889?" Her teacher asked. "Um, that would be 83." She said after a moment. "Correct! And .9409?" "That would be .97." Lillian answered without hesitation. "Wounderful! You will pass the exam easily I'm sure." Lillian thought about that for a moment. Yep, she would, she always got A+, except in art. Art was her downfall, she had never understood it, or the point of it.

Later that night, Lillian stepped out of her bedroom, backpack in hand. "Mom, I'm going to the library to study for my exams them I'm spending the night at Jamie's!" She yelled to her mother, who was making dinner in the kitchen. "Ok sweetheart!" Her mom replied. Lillian smiled. She walked out of the house and down the long winding road. She passed the library and walked over the the brick house that was beside it. Lillian threw a rock at the right window on the second floor; and a minute later the front door of the house opened.