James woke up. He had to ready for school. He looked in mirror. There was a big, red on his forehead. It was a . He was worried. He wanted it be gone. He washed his face. pimple was still there. He popped pimple with his fingers. It was there. It looked even worse. It very red. He tried covering it. asked his sister for makeup. She at him. Forget it, he thought. , he went on his computer. He up ways to get rid of . There was no instant way. He had to be patient.