by twofrogsinacoat » Sun Sep 11, 2011 5:03 am
Reagan and Emma arrived at Art class together, taking their seats in the front of the room. Emma nudged Reagan with her elbow and nodded her head to the right. "Hey, check out who's here," she whispered. Reagan looked, then suddenly looked down at her desk. "Oh, crap, not Liza."
Liza was the school bully. She was a large girl, who always seemed to have some kind of food with her. Ever since 2nd grade, she'd made Reagan's life miserable. Now she was in her art class. Great.