Normal Or Special?

Am I special or normal?

I always thought that I was just a normal girl. Normal dreams. Normal thoughts. Normal house. Normal name, Chelsey. Normal school life, you know? Well at least that's what I thought.......
I was at school it was 1:40 before P.E I hated P.E like most kids. I was working on a test when my teacher called my name. Everyone started whispering some were saying "Oooooo your in trouble". I walked up to my teachers desk. She smiled and said "Chelsey I'm so proud of you, you scored the highest in the math test. Your score was 96 an A+ good job!". I was shocked because I'm usually the one who gets B- in school like that one time where I got an 81 on a science quiz. She said I can sit back down now because she was going to start a lesson in a few minutes. When I sat down a boy infront of me turned back and whispered "What happened". I rolled my eyes a little and said "you don't need to know" In a nice and kinda mean way. He turned around and my friend next to me said "Boys are annoying" we laughed quietly. Then after my teacher finished the lesson we went to P.E and we had to run a few laps and see how fast we were by using a Stopwatch. Since I was #19 I had to wait till it was my turn. When it finally was my turn I got ready and my couch yelled "GO!". I ran as fast as I can. All I can hear was nothing but surprised gasps. When I finished I was out of breath. My friend Kat and came up to me and said "wow great job!". The couch said "your time was.......... 11.4 seconds good job wow". I went home thinking today was crazy it was the first time I was ever good at things.