Literature class, Monday, 8:31 am.

Charlie walked in through the classroom, her backpack on her shoulder as she walked up to the teacher's desk. She looked around, observing the class. She was good in literature, so the teachers moved her from year 10 literature class to year 11 literature class, meaning she got to join the year 11's for one class.

"Ah, Charlie! Welcome to the class. You will sit next to Nikki Nelson. Hope you enjoy our class." The teacher, Mr. Farouk, spoke as he pointed to a table in the back of the class.

"Alright, thank you." Charlie spoke as she headed to the table and spotted..