Christine's POV

I walked nervously into the classroom. The teacher smiled at me. "Hello dear, are you Christine Garrett?" Garrett? Oh yeah, that's Dad's last name. "Yup, that's me." She placed me in a seat next to a girl named Amy Dearly and a boy named Jeffrey Tifton (A/N Yes I'm aware that's the name of the boy in the Penderwicks) As class began, I noticed that one chair was empty. The teacher, Ms. Hawkins, caught me staring at the chair before she said, "Don't worry. Alexandrine is always late." Alexandrine? Oh no. Suddenly a girl with auburn hair, blue eyes, and a overflow of makeup walked into the room. She looked at me and smiled meanly. "Excuse me, Ms. Hawkins, who is that?" "That is Christine Garrett, our new student. Would you like to tell the class a little bit about yourself?" I nodded. "I'm Christine Garrett, I'm 13, and I'm originally from Bucklebury." One of the kids, Jasper, spoke up, "Garrett? As in Joseph Garrett? Stampy?" I gulped. This was the question I'd been dreading. "Yup, that's Dad." "But that makes no sense. Isn't he like 25 or something?" "I'm adopted. I was adopted last week." He nodded slowly assessing the situation. "Wait," Alexandrine said, "You're that annoying girl from my old school! You're the reason I moved here and now I have to make Daddy move us again." "Alexia! You will make your family move." Ms. Hawkins yelled. Alexia scoffed. "Fine. I'll only stay if can get an autograph from someone from your dad's YouTube videos besides him. And by the end of the week." This challenge is easy. Cause I happen to know a person who will help me with