Walter Mitty Story written for exam

I at down slowly in the dark grey seat as the bell rang, signaling that first period had begun, I began to hate Monday when everyone was moving sooo sloooowley….. If I was boss I would destroy Mondays, wipe them up afterword, then nuke ‘em….
My eyes fluttered open, “Mi lord King Jules…. Vhat is Yourd Firdst decrdee?” The heavily accented man asked in his Funny way. My head shot up, he nodded respectfully, “I decree in my royal way, that Mondays should be destroyed for 1 millennium.” I shouted to the Law makers who, wrote down my words, I arose from my solid platinum, heavily cushioned throne, and walked down to sign the papers for the decrees, when the heavily accented man pulled out a large sword, “For freedom!” He yelled, as I was stabbed through the heart,
I jerked awake, “How could you Chancellor Burstein!” I said groggily. Standing up, Mr. Edgeworth smiled a tight lipped smile, “Mr. Monty, please do the question on the board…” I answered of course incorrectly. “Mr. Monty please stay after class…” As soon as his back was turned I fell in to another daydream… I jumped from the chandelier, Landing on the air mattress, I stood up to be thrust at a group of medical practitioners, who checked my body, for the slightest scratch, As I prepared for the next jump, the director came to me and said “Jules dude wake up!” he kept repeating that I shrugged not any odder than when he deep fried a chiwawa. I stood on the cliff and jumped, plummeting to the earth, the air bag was missing! I felt a sharp pain too my head….
My best friend Dimes (his real name is Dominic) poked me “Jules dude class is over!” We walked slowly to gym then we were sent outside, by Mrs. Glorybee, to run till the bell rang I just walked as my mind drifted…
“Doctor! The patient needs sutures, his bleeding has escalated, His heart rates up!” the nurse told me, I ran to the mangled body lying on the stretcher, he reached his hand to my forearm, “I believe in you Jules.” I realized it was Dimes!