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Chapter 4

"And so class, make sure to have the essay submitted at 5:50. Have a good rest of the day."

"Finally, I thought that class would never end. Can we use the essay generator?"

I thought about the new code I would have to implant in the system.

"Ya, shouldn't be too hard. You open to help though?"

"Well, we just have one more class, and then we can go ahead and do our algorith-"

"What? Hyrum, what's up?"

"Someone moved me... Why the heck is Shelby in first chair?!"

"I don't know, but i can see why you're pissed. Everyone know's that you're better than her."

I continued to fume, not not before I saw another one of those stupid foreign exchange students grabbing a cello, and going inside Mr. Swizzleburg's office. Auditions were over, so why was he trying?

I sat down in my chair and continued to try to figure out what was going on. Suddenly, Shelby leaned over and started to whisper

"Ohh, Hyrum get's measly second chair, huh? Well, now we can all see that I'm better than you."

"Why you freakin little-"

"Hey! What do you people not understand about no phones! And what's with these blasted paper airplanes! Alright, the computer did something funny with your scores, so there is going to be some rearranging." Shelby gave him a glaring look. He started in the back and moved forward.

Finally, when he reached me... he told me to stay. I had always been first chair, so this really surprised me. What was worse, he put the freakin new kid in MY spot. What happened next though, I did not expect.

"Hey, I'm Isaac. And I hear you're Tim, right?"

"I prefer Hyrum." I mumbled angrily.