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When Lizzie entered the classroom, the class was silent for a moment. Thousands of eyes were fixed on her. To the smallest detail, they evaluated her appearance. This made Lizzie a little embarrassed and shy. One red-haired girl sitting on the windowsill noticed this and went up to her. She was lively and cheerful, bold, in contrast to the quiet Lizzie, who only at home could swing a license, but was completely awkward on the street.

– Hi! You’re new? You can sit next to me. Oh yes. I am Tiffany.

– I am Lizzie… I mean Lisa… Nice to meet you Tiffany. – Lizzie shook her hand and walked with Tiffany to her place.

The class roared again and took on a life of its own until the loud voice of the teacher burst into it: