Alright, children. It's time for class to start. Everyone take their seats." Mrs. Wilder instructed.

As I was about to sit down, my arm was suddenly being jerked to another spot, more specificly, to the back row with Dren.

"Hey! Let me go Dren! I said let me go!" I demanded.

My other arm was being pulled by Renee now. "Get your hands off my sister this instant!"

Mrs. Wilder turned away from the blackboard and saw the three of us. One look, and you could tell that she wasn't pleased at what she was seeing. She pointed her ruler at us. "Dren Lockhart, remove your ahnds from Zoey Ingalls, or I'll be having a talk with your father after I walk you home."

Dren let go and put on an innocent act. "But ma'am, I was only wanting her to be my seat partner, because I need her to let me copy her notes onto my tablet. After all, I do need to pass that English test that's comin' up."

'What in the world is he thinking? He and everyone else knows that I'm not any good at English. He's such a lying sinner!' I thought.

Renee spoke up. "Mrs. Wilder, don't believe him. He only wants to bug Zoey, because he enjoys making her upset."

Mrs. Wilder was giving Dren suspicious and odd look at the same time. "Thank you, Renee, but I'm well aware that he is lying to me. Everyone knows that Zoey isn't doing that well in English, that includes you as well Dren." She pointed to a side of the room. "In the corner!"

"Tch." Dren turned around and headed for the door. "Like I'm going to listen to any teacher."

"You get back in here young man!" Mrs. Wilder ordered, but to no avail was someone like him going to listen.

When Mrs. Wilder was outside on the steps, I wished she hadn't left the room, because that's when Corina's snotty voice spoke. "Well well well, it looks like Zoey is Dren's girlfriend. That's something you should go around bragging about, because that's the only boy Zoey will ever get in her poor life."

I whipped my head around, and Renee was holding my shoulders. "No one asked you Corina Oleson! And I don't like him! Besides you, he is the rudest, most annoying person I've ever met! You and him are perfect for each other."

"You take that back! I come from royalty, and he comes from a cabin that looks like it was from a dump. I would never go anywhere with him." Corina flipped her black curls.

"Yeah! Never!" Her little brother, Sergio defended.

"Renee, what's royalty?" I whispered.

"She thinks of herself as a princess, and that makes, Sergio the prince, and Mr. and Mrs. Oleson the king and queen." Renee answered.

Zoey turned her head back to face the back of Corina's head. "One thing's for sure, if Mrs. Oleson is a queen, that would make her Snob royalty."

Now it was Corina's turn to whip her head around to face Zoey. "I'm telling my mother what you said! You're just jealous."

Mrs. Wilder came back in. She sighed. "It looks like someone will have to take Dren's homework to his house, so he won't fall behind. Would any of you be so kind enough to do it?"

Everyone was silent. Not a raise of hand, nothing.

Mrs. Wilder looked in our direction with a pleading look. "Renee, would you do this for me? Please?"

Renee really didn't want to go, but she couldn't say no to her with the pleading look she was giving us. "Yes Mrs. Wilder."

She smiled and clasped her hands together. "Thank you very much Renee."