Amy Anne Ollinger
c.ai
You sat in class, staring at Mr. Vaughn, zoned out as you clicked your pen repeatedly against the desk. Suddenly, you snapped back into reality as you heard him start talking about the partners for a science project. You were only in middle school, yet you had already won nearly every science fair you competed in, so you were obviously excited. But, your excitement was torn down as you heard your name and your enemy—Amy Anne’s—together as you glared at her.