Anthea was so easy to talk to that Bain was taken aback. He continued, “Then go see the homeroom teacher of Class 7 later, okay?”
“Sure.” Anthea nodded.
When she got to the classroom, Lizzie asked with curiosity, “Ann, what did Mr. Bain want with you?”
Anthea relayed Bain’s message to her.
Hearing this, Lizzie frowned and said, “Why’s Mr. Bain gotta be like that? We’re in our senior year and he’s making you switch classes!”
As she spoke, Lizzie wrapped her arm around Anthea, “Ann, I can’t bear the thought of you leaving!”
Anthea chuckled and comforted her, “Lizzie, I’m just moving to another class, not transferring to a new school. Besides, I’ll be right next door in Class 7. We can still hang out at lunch together!”
“That kinda makes sense.” Lizzie helped Anthea pack her things.
Just then, Anthea seemed to remember something and pulled out a greaseproof paper bag from her backpack, “Oh Lizzie, here’s your favorite sandwich, my mom made it herself. Tell me if it tastes good.”
Anthea had brought it, especially for Lizzie. After all, Lizzie was the only one who had been truly kind to her.
“Thanks, Ann.” Lizzie lit up her eyes at the mention of food.
After packing up, Anthea followed the homeroom teacher, Mr. Waldron, to Class 7.
Though only a wall separated Class 7 from the prestigious elite class, the discipline was notably looser. As they approached, the sounds of laughter and chatter spilled out.
“Holy smokes! The teacher has arrived!”
Someone quipped, and the previously noisy classroom fell silent in an instant.
Makeup was stashed away, mirrors snapped shut, phones disappeared, and everyone busied themselves.
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