*Jeez what times is it already!?*. Asked Marco to himself while quickly looking for his clothes. *How come mum didn't woke me up again? ahhhhhhh , now I'm gonna be late again... arghhhhhhh*.*Oh noooooooooooo , it's ten to eight. quick , quick now were are my shoes*. All dressed he left for school.

 Marco was ordinary guy. Short brown hair and blue eyes. His eyes were rather small and he had medium sized nose. Well he thought it was big. So he never really were too confident about his look. So, he wasn't one of those who would you notice much. 

 He got just in time to dress his jacket off. As soon he did that the bell rang. the Maths lesson , the one he hated the most.

 Marco was 13 years old. He had two brothers, but no sisters. Both his parents , father Greg and mum Sylvia were working most of the time. So they didn't really had that much time for him nor any of his brothers. Wehnever they got home they went straight to the bed , to take a rest. So they usually asleep. So the dinner was late, well it was just in time when Greg came home. Otherwise Greg would start to get angry and nobody wanted that.

The family was rather poor. They had big debt on their flat and sometimes they didn't came up with enough money for bills. But still they managed to go on.