I'm being followed by Beethoven's ghost...

Unaccountably, my entire family has developed and obsession with Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata, and as I, my mum, my dad and my brother can all kind of play it, it is most definitely part of the soundtrack of my life at the moment.
The aforementioned brother is currently on a quest to try and be able to convince acquaintances that he can actually play the piano, and it really is working scarily well... He can play the first few bars of this, the piano part from 'Nightswimming' and the beginning of Bohemian Rhapsody and annoyingly he sounds pretty good. As if about 5 billion years of piano lessons don't make me sound better than him and youtube together for 5 minutes... sigh
So anyway... I ordered my brother's birthday present... finally... estimated to arrive on his birthday... never mind. He'll live.
Okay, I have a deep philosophical hypothetical question for you... if Derek Landy (author of the Skulduggery Pleasant series OH YEAH) was going to do an event in your city on the afternoon of your first day back at school, what would you do? Would you leave school at lunchtime, get the bus into town then the train into Newcastle then walk to Byker and go anyway? Because I'm not going to learn anything on the first day back, am I? But if I did that I'd be late, and I only have to go in for 1 lesson in the morning anyway, so why not just skive off the entire day? I REALLY WANT TO GET THE NEW GODDAM BOOK! And everyone in my tutor in my year likes him anyway, I'm sure I could convince at least 6 people to come with me. I suppose I could run out of school at 3.20 when it finishes, get the bus and train and then go to the book signing quarter of an hour late, but I REALLY REALLY WANT TO GO AND TALK TO HIM! I'm sure he would understand! I'm sure my teachers would understand. Talking to a world famous author is surely more helpful than writing down 'The Rules and Expectations of my Year 11 Geography Class'. Especially as I didn't even take Geography. Imagine that, I could be misdirected to a double period of geography, and sit there for the whole afternoon watching my time waste away... And then everyone would be sorry. Oh dear oh dear.