"CHESTER!" a voice called from down the stairs. Chester opened his eyes and yawned. Was it really eight o'clock already? It felt like he had only slept for a little while. Not to mention the dream he had was incredibly weird. He glanced at the clock. It was 8:12. He scrambled out of bed and climbed over a mountain of clothes. He nearly tumbled down a flight of stairs trying to sprint down them as fast as he could. On the way he snatched a few pieces of toast and thanked his Aunt Janna for making him breakfast on the way out. "I'm closing so I'll be home late tonight Aunt Janna," Chester called back as he sprinted towards the door. He was going to be late for school. He was sure of it. Chester looked down at his phone and saw that he had exactly one minute before the bell rang. The school wasn't even in sight. He sprinted down the streets of New York and nearly knocked down several people as he did so. He apologized and he was winded by the time he had actually made it to the classroom. The professor was going to kill him. How many times had he been late to class this week? Twice? This would probably be his third. Luckily, the bell rang the moment he sat down. He let out a sigh of relief. That had been way to close. Chester's hair was messy as it normally was since he hardly ever got up for school on time. His morning had been a bit rushed. He reached into his back to pull out his text book when something bit him. "Ow!" Chester said snatching his hand out of the bag and nearly dropping his text book onto the ground. A spider crawled out of his back and he squashed it with his foot. The last thing he needed was a spider bite. He just hoped the bite wouldn't get infected. He adjusted glasses and prepared to listen to today's lecture.