"oh boy!" said the girl. She dragged up a chair. She jammed it next to Priscilla. "Move over!" Priscilla had to sit so that one leg was under the desk and one leg was outside it.
At the front of the room Ms. Cobble clapped her hands." Lets settle down, class."
"hey," the curly-haired girl nudged Priscilla. She pointed to Priscilla's name tag. " what does that say?"
"Priscilla,"she said. She looked at the curly-haired girls name tag."What does yours say?"
The curly-haired girl fluffed her curls. " Don't you know how to read?" She pointed to her tag and spelled, "F-e-l-i-c-i-t-y. Felicity Doll."
Ms. Cobble handed out paper. She handed out crayons. She said," Now, class—"
Felicity raised her hand."Ms. Cobble!"
"Is something wrong,Felicity?" said Ms. Cobble.
Felicity squirmed in her seat." I cannot work very well. Priscilla is crowding me."
Ms. Cobble walked over to where they sat. "What are you two girls going at the same desk? There are plenty of empty ones. Come, Priscilla. We'll find you a desk of your own."
"But—" said Priscilla.
