A Normal Day, or is it?

All the kids rush through the doors of school.
I am the last one to get through.
I knew one day, one kid would be a veteranarean. Another would be a meteoroligist. Another an astronaut. But I, i am just waiting.
Waiting for a chance.
A chance to show people my life.
I am a writer.
I write when im sad,happy,angry, or bored.

as i open my locker, my friends talk LOUDLY
I take my math book out and only talk when the boy next to me comes ,whos name is Fleck.
Usually he tells me about his day yesterday and about what video games he played last night
But this morning he didn`t
I just stare at him until he says something
he sees me and mutters something
I ask him "What?"
He says"I`m tired and im sick of school and i cant even get this one secret off my chest."
I say" OH!!! I thought there was something wrong with you!!!"
We go into the homeroom and i have a boy that sits next to me.
He iis my friend and i know this isnt a fairytale but
I was crushin`
HARD
So i sit down and we talk about ice cream. he is just like me. Random.
The whole time, im looking him straight in the eyes.
But i remember, his girlfriend sits right behind us.
She dosent talk to him as much as i do
or even laugh at his jokes
and even though he THINKS he is short
he isnt
his "girlfriend" and everyone else in class says he is
Not to me he isnt
But then we walk to class.

CH. 2
SCENE: 3 hrs. AFTER MATH
GOING TO LUNCH

I count down: 1min. until the bell rings.
So i just sit there.
RRRRIIIIINNNGGGG
I run to my locker,put my stuff away, then go to lunch.
I never pack lunch.
I always eat at school.
I sit down with my lunch next to Lila and Francine
They both are my friends
Fleck sits across from me and he tells me to come into the hallway
I go
He asks the most important question of the day
This Coming from
My freind
my amigo
my pal

Can you guess what he asked?