Boarding school

Chapter 12

When I get to Latin class, we get our test back from yesterday.
I was shocked to see that I had received a 97%.
This was the best I had ever done at all this school.
How did I get such good grades.
Stupid Shelly walked over to ,y desk, probably to make fun of my grade.
Who was the idiot now Shelly?
Not me!
"How did you do" Shelly said while holding back a smirk.
It made her look like a duck.
"97" I said, inside I was exploding with excitement.
"What no, that can't be right" Shelly said, she now looked like an angry troll.
She snatched my paper and looked at it herself.
"Uhhh" Shelly said in anger.
"Shelly get back to your seat immediately" Mme Marie shouted from across the room.
It felt good to see her get yelled at.
Mme Marie was explaining a project we will be starting, something about writing a book.
Shelly sat there in silence, her friends glares at me as if I had done something wrong.
We were given these papers to brainstorm ideas.
I was planning on doing my story about an ugly rat who just can't mind her own business.
*cough cough Shelly.
I grabbed a dictionary, to help me translate stuff.
When I was grabbing it, on my way back stupid Trisha stuck out her leg trying to trip me.
I kicked that little bats leg so hard she squealed like a mouse.
"Oops, sorry" I said while walking away.
She made it too easy for me.
I had to translate almost everything, as I still wasn't very good at my Latin.
It felt like forever we were working on this project.
I couldn't stop thinking about lunch, I was so hungry.
It seemed as if all the ideas in the world just disappeared.
I couldn't think of anything for my project.
Finally the bell rang and I was free to go.
I rushed over to my locker.