Story: Randy's Realisation

The 'winning' flash fiction story anyway more like an idea hastily jolted down, but still...

Randy had always hated his teachers and -although they would never admit it to his parents- they also hated him. They would sigh when they noticed Randy entering class. Some of them still tried, but most had given up hope on Randy. In comparisson the rest of the class seemed perfect. They all studied well, payed attention, they would never complain and they were always clean and healthy. Only Randy spoiled the image of thirty little angels. The odd one out, the slowest learner, the dirtiest, the cruel one, the rotten appel of the bunch. But today, February the first all of this changed. A bird had flown and crashed into the second floor window, where class 2G had been having English. All children had gotten up to open the window to have a look. Randy got up last pushed himself through to the front. Then he heard a scream and next to the dead bird, Randy spotted a dead girl; Rosey. 

Suddenly Randy realised that the next test he wouldn’t be number thirty. He’d be number twenty-nine.”Mmmm,” he thought, “At this rate I’ll be first of the class by the end of the month, hahaha.”