Now You See Me

Personal, Not Business

April was copying notes from the board. The girl who was watching her was a fast writer thus she was done copying down.  Normally they would finish at the same time there were always exceptions.

She finished and put her pen down and the looked to the back of the class to look at the clock. She then saw another girl was watching her. They looked at each other for a few seconds and they both looked down to their notes. 

"Oh, how I hate her." They both thought at the same time. There was clearly one superiror girl in this situation, not necessarily superiror but one was planning to bring the other one down while the other just innocently hated the first girl.   

Does that make me a lesser person? April thought at the same time. "Do I really need to bring this girl down to satisfied with myself?"  

She was a smart girl. The rest of her friends were the kind of people that didn't think things through, but she did. She looked ahead a lot but she wasn't completely kind. She had a bad girl side and that the part that wouldn't let her stop this thing she started with Emma. April was competitive and stubborn and that brought out the worst in her. That and Emma of course. 

Did she really feel guilty about hat was going on? She hate to say it but she didn't. She felt cold-hearted when she thought it didn't affect her. Did she continue with the plan?Yes she did. But was it worth knowing that the outcome would be her fault? 

She looked back at Emma. "If she had the chance to do it to me, would she?" the $1 millon dollar question. "Would she?" If Emma would have the chance to hurt her, Would she take it or would she be a better person about it?"

The bell rang and everyone gathered their things and got out fo the classroom, everyone besides Emma and April. 

Emma beat April to the teacher as she was sitting in front row. "I have a question about the notes you gave us." Emma started. 

April rolled her eyes and decided she'd catch the teacher later. She walked out the classroom and spotted on the wall next to the door a new grade sheet that the teacher put up. 

The grade sheet had the stduents ID numbers and their grades and percentage overall. The way you could only check your grades unless someone knew your ID number. April serached for her ID number and located her grade: 99.2%. 

Emma came out and saw the grade sheet was up and looked or her ID number searching with her finger and setting on a 99.6%  and moved to the other side of the sheet where it had Emma's ID number: '286451'. April copied it down to her sheet of paper. 

She then walked away from the class. This way she could check Emma's grades at any given time. "Not very smart, Emma Parker, Not Smart at all." April whispered to herself about Emma realving her ID number. 

Friday passed and soon it was Saturay afternoon. 

"I don't have the ear piece and speaker today." Henry told Kyle over the phone. 

Why? Kyle asked. 

I'll tell you later. Henry said. "Just don't mess up today and don't do anything that I don't tell you to do now. I'll tell you exactly what to do and say. You got it?"

Kyle sighed, "Ok." 

"Do you have a sheet of paper in front of you?"

"Why would I have a sheet of paper in front of me?"

Because you're going to take notes about what you need to do tonight. Henry explained.

"You're kidding, right?"

No. Henry replied. "Take a piece of paper out and a pen."

Kyle sighed once again and did as he was told. "Okay, shoot."