Npov

I turned towards the way the teacher was pointing. There sat a skinny, darkish, tannish, brunette girl. She had a scowl on her face that could acre Emmett, and that's saying something. I slowly sat down, making sure not to make eye contact. She stared at me for a minute, With a murderous glare, then, she looked as happy and perky as Alice. She must have multiple personality disorder.

" Hi! I'm Bri, what you are supposed to do is play any games you want! Also, whatever you do, don't type right. That gets Mr. Hefner mad. Ok! Good! BTW the way, he hates tattle tales!" She said in a fake voice as perky as Alice when she's shopping. I turned to my neighbor on the other side of me. " Umm hi, can you tell me what to do. Bri said to play games and not type right."

"Sure! Also I'm Maddie, go to and type, using proper keyboarding. It's pretty easy." I thanked her and started typing, I got 34 words per minute. Mr Hefner complemented me, and thanked Bri, I snorted and everyone gave me a weird look.

This kid, Tommy Nolandit, gave me evil stares throughout class. I asked Maddie about him, she said before I came here, he was the top typer. But now I am. Soon after that, the bell rung and I looked at my schedule, next was Social studies.