Okay...... I will be nice and give you a second update. I know.... *dramatic hair flip* I am amazing.

*pushes Rachel aside*

Hey! No hacking my account! Sorry if that was MEAN but it wasn't me. Rachel here is jelly! *jabs a thumb at Rachel, who is giving me a death stare* Ah well, weight as well just get to the update now.....

(PS I still on an iPhone so mistakes will be common!)

Gracie was squirming in her seat. She ran though all of the answers throughout the homework assignment. She was positive she got them all right. Gracie set her homework paper on her desk and waited for Mrs. Stut to take the sheet. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Rachel wink at her friend Tiffany. Gracie pushed the thought that they were going to harm her aside. Even Rachel wouldn't be that mean. Mrs. Stut stopped at Rachel's desk and picked up two papers. I wondered if she was turning in a missing assignment. When Mrs. Stut reached Gracie, she completely passed her! Gracie was dumbfounded, but kept her mouth shut, afraid to get embarrassed in front of the whole class. When Mrs. Stut finished correcting papers, which took less than 5 minutes, she passes them back out. Surprisingly Gracie had a paper placed on her desk! Gracie looked at the grade and held back tears. It was her first paper, even with the answers right, Mrs. Stut had written in red words, Please redo. At the top of the paper was a big, red F. Gracie was stunned, scared, embarrassed, and angry. She had never gotten an F in her life! She looked over at Rachel. She was smirking. Gracie looked back at the paper and a tear rolled down her cheek. She had FAILED. Had she mentioned that she had never failed an assignment in her life? Well, it was true. Mrs. Stut stood at the front of the class and said,

"For those of you who don't know our new student, I am going to have her stand and share her score on her paper. Since she is new to this lower educational school, I think you would all like to know how her score is perfect." Gracie froze. Mrs. Stut was talking about her. Gracie slowly stood and fingered her failed paper.

"Well, Gracie, say hello and show us the score." Mrs. Stut said. Gracie waved uncertainly and said,

"Um.... hi." All of the students just stared, except for Rachel and Tiffany, who were smirking.

"Go on!" Mrs. Stut said, " what's your score?" Gracie bit her lip and raised the paper, revealing the big, fat, ugly F. Mrs. Stut was stunned.

"How did you-" she started to ask, but Rachel started laughing.

"I know why she got moved here, it was because she Failed all of her others in the advanced school! She was too stupid to do better!" The class burst out laughing, pointing and making fun of her. Freddy, who was also in the class, was the only one not laughing, besides Mrs. Stut of course. Gracie held back her tears as she ran from the classroom, but she didn't get very far. As she left the class, Tiffany smashed something into Gracie's face. Gracie stumbled backward into something soft and crashed to the floor. Tiffany laughed and ran away, back into class.

"Ow...." The soft thing moaned. Gracie quickly got off and realized she had fallen straight onto Connor.

"Oh my gosh! I am so sorry!" Gracie exclaimed trying to help Connor, but her hands we covered with something red. It was cherry filling. Tiffany had smashed a pie in Gracie's face. Connor looked at Gracie's face and gasped.

"What happened to you?! That want the foods classroom..." Gracie turned away as Connor got to his feet.

"Nothing..." Gracie said, trying to not make eye contact. Connor grabbed Gracie's shoulder and turned her around.

"Gracie, this doesn't look like nothing." Gracie took a deep breath and explained everything. Her failed grade, the jokes, and then the pie. As she talked, Connor listened nicely. When she finished, Connor handed her a paper towel he had fetched, along with the janitor. Dan, the janitor, was mopping up the floor, trying to get the sticky cherry pieces off the floor. Connor helped Gracie get cleaned up, wiping off her clothes, face, and arms.

"Thank you." Gracie said, throwing the paper towels onto a trash can. Connor shrugged.

"No biggy. SC me tonight?" Gracie nodded. Connor smiled and waved goodbye, heading to his English class. Gracie headed toward the office, going to call her mom for new clothes. Again.

Sooooooo yeah. I thought that was mean, but hey! Rachel was the one who came up with it' *rachel gives me another death stare* anyway..... I might not update for a while. Sorry, but I think this can hold you until then! Bibi for now! :D