"ROBERT SMITH!"

The sound of Mrs. Tully screaming his name jolted the teenager out of his slumber. Though conscious he refused to open his eyes knowing that the fluorescent overhead lights would sting them.

"I swear to got Robert if you fall asleep in my class one more time."

The old woman grabbed his arm and pulled him out of his seat. Standing up he was about four inches taller than the small woman who was glaring at him.

"Sorry Mrs. Tully. Won't happen again I swear." He flashed her the amazing one dimpled smile that he got from his father. The bell rang and he moved to pick up his backpack and leave the biology classroom.

"No, no, no. Do you know what your assignment is?" Quickly he flicked his eyes towards the chalkboard where the homework was written. His heart sank as he read; create a family tree back four generations.

After writing down the homework and having a stern talking too from Mrs. Tully he collected his things and left the school. He walked the block to the subway station and boarding the underground train.

As he sat he searched his brain for ways to construct his family tree. His mother's side was easy enough; the only odd thing about them was his grandfather went missing. Only his mother, father and him knew the whole story to his grandfather's disappearance.

His father however rarely talked about his family. And even if he did it would be very difficult to explain the crazy names that his family must surely possess. Wonderland names, like Hatter, Dodo and Duck.

He sighed, his thoughts changing to his own name, Robert Hatter Smith. When he was younger he disliked it, first and last alone were to plan, as if someone quickly came up with a last name, but if he added his middle name it sounded to awkward and fake.

But when he did learn the meanings behind his name he liked it more. Robert for his late grandfather, Hatter because every boy in his father's family has had the name in some way or another. Smith was in fact quickly made up because his father wanted to get to his mother as fast as possible.

Lost in thought Robert absent-mindedly made his way to his family's apartment. Walking through the spacious living room he entered his room and started to make his family tree.

In it he included his mom and dad, Alice Hamilton-Smith and David Hatter Smith, his maternal grandparents, Robert Hamilton and Carol Louis-Hamilton, and his paternal grandparents, Madd Hatcorter and Shelia Jaborwoski.

Over each name he pasted a picture of the family member, though lacking a picture for is father's parents he found a good substitute. He laughed to himself as he finished the assignment and imagined Mrs. Tully's face when she saw Disney's version of the Mad Hatter and Alice as his grandparents.