Ari J. is in the first grade now, and she knew this school year would be perfect. She had perfect clothes. She had a perfect pair of glasses to give her perfect sight. She would be making perfect grades. She had the perfect friends: DJ, Rae, Dylan, and Taj. She even had the perfect teacher, Ms. Windsun.
The only thing that Ari J. thought was not perfect was her kindergarten hair.