Caitlyn pulled her long black hair into a bun and stuck a pencil through it. She sat back against her chair and opened her French book. “Car j’ai ouvert mon porte avant j’ai entendu un bruit venir de…â€? Ring! Finally! As the bell rang, all 20 girls in 3rd period French ran out of the room to go to lunch. Ivy Hedge Prep was an all girls private school. The kind of school were you wear uniforms and have French class. And of course mostly everyone at Ivy Prep was rich. Caitlyn put her French notebook and textbook into her Gucci backpack (told you they were rich!) and headed towards the door. In the hall she met up with her best friend Lane. “Oh. My. God. I’m starving! I thought I was gonna DIE during Science.â€? Lane said “And we have soo much homework, I’m gonna brake my back just bringing my bag home!â€? The ever-optimistic Lane pushed open the doors to the lunchroom. “Thanksâ€? Caitlyn said, walking towards the line. Caitlyn and Lane both got salads and dragon fruit Vitamin Waters. They sat down and began to eat.