There was a girl with red hair that was nearly pure red in the hue of scarlet and crimson tied into a low ponytail. She had freckles on her face and wore a purple blouse with a white skirt, tights, and dark violet dress shoes. She had snuck into Mr. Teacherman's classroom which was a little rowdy since the teacher was not there yet and she snuck in the back row, sitting behind Cindy and Maxwell.
"Why do kids always gotta misbehave?" Cindy groaned as she had an open book on her desk.
"Something the matter, Cindy?" Maxwell asked.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Maxwell, it's just that it's Monday and people are acting more annoying than usual..." Cindy sighed to the boy she liked.
"That's understandable." Maxwell said as he looked around.
Abby put her feet up over her desk, which annoyed Amy.
"Like, OMG, could you stop popping your gum?" Amy demanded. "It's so annoying!"
"Stop talkin' like a cell phone." Abby retorted, still popping her gum.
"If you don't stop, I'll tell Uncle Teacherman on you and your brother." Danielle theatened.
"Ooh, so scary..." Abby laughed.
Danielle and Amy growled.
"Come on, Teacher, please just show up already..." Cindy groaned, putting her head to her desk. "I wanna update my latest entry!"
"ALL RIGHT, EVERYONE, SHUT UP!" Mr. Teacherman demanded, but then had a peaceful and warm smile. "Except for my darling little niece, Danielle."
Danielle giggled innocently.
"Thank goodness, now this day can be over soon!" Cindy groaned in relief.
"ABIGAIL AND DUNCAN NELSON, STOP FOOLING AROUND!" Mr. Teacherman yelled.
"The witches are the ones who started it." Abby leaned back.
Duncan leaned back too. The girl in the back blinked in silence, the teacher didn't even seem to notice she seemed different.
"Now, for your history projects," Mr. Teacherman told the students. "During this week, you'll be doing projects based on personal histroy you know well..."
Cindy raised her hand, about to ask if she could do the history of magic.
"Yes, Cynthia!?" Mr. Teacherman called on her.
"Uhh... Well..." Cindy spoke up.
"And no you may NOT do the history of magic!" Mr. Teacherman folded his arms.
Cindy forced her hand down.
"This is a family history project," Mr. Teacherman explained. "You'll be doing papers on your ancestors and grandparents and more!"
"Fantastic." Abby deadpanned.
"So exciting," Duncan added. "Please tell me that we don't have to work with partners, because I don't wanna work with him." he then pointed to Hunter Dastardly.
"You'll be in groups of three that I will assign!" Mr Teacherman growled.
"Aww..." the class groaned.
"Oh, don't do that..." Cindy moaned. "I always get paired with other people and I'm left doing all the work!"
"Don't worry, Cindy, maybe me, Abby, or Duncan will be with you, who knows?" Justine soothed.
"Justine Reid, you'll be with Melissa Flintstone and Judy Jetson." Mr. Teacherman informed.
"Oh, well that's not too bad..." Justine shrugged.
"Abigail Nelson, you'll be with Amelia McAuley and my niece, Danielle." Mr. Teacherman then assigned.
"Great..." Abby scowled to Amy and Danielle.
Danielle rolled her eyes. "Thanks..."
"Maybe we can be partners..." Maxwell took Cindy's hand in hope.
"Just anyone but a bully, slacker, or stalker with a crush..." Cindy groaned.
"Cynthia, you'll be with..." Mr. Teacherman spoke up.
Cindy bit her nails frantically.
"Hurry up, will ya?" Duncan scoffed. "I don't got all day."
"Maxwell Hartman and that red-haired girl." Mr. Teacherman finally said.
"YES!" Cindy cheered. "Wait, who?"
The girl poked her head out, making everyone look at her and wonder who she was. "Um, hello."
The students glanced to her, then looked back forward as Mr. Teacherman continued to assign groups and partners.
"I'm gonna enjoy torturing you two to death." Abby whispered to Danielle and Amy with a laugh.
Amy and Danielle gulped in response.
"I can't believe I got stuck with you!" Duncan huffed at his new partner.
"Better believe it," Hunter retorted. "Wait until I'm alone with Justine."
"You're not going anywhere near here!" Duncan threatened.
Hunter laughed.
Maxwell turned around and looked at the new girl. "Hi."
"Hello." the girl smiled.
"What's your name?" Cindy asked.
"Zofia." the girl replied.
"Zofia..." Cindy beamed. "I love that name..."
"What's your last name?" Maxwell asked.
Zofia bit her lip slightly, before she could answer, the bell rang.
"Wow, that was fast." Cindy noticed.
"GET OUTTA HERE, SEE YOU ALL ON FRIDAY!" Mr. Teacherman shouted.
The students then zipped out and it was just Cindy, Zofia, and Maxwell in the classroom.
"So, uh, Zofia, do you want to hit at the café with me and my friends?" Cindy invited. "You know three of them, they go to this class."
"Sure, just let me get ready and I'll meet you in front of the school." Zofia told Cindy.
Cindy smiled and left ahead with Maxwell to their lockers. Zofia smiled to them, then looked rather mysterious.