How to survive in school.

What will happen if you send guys who sincerely hate the exact sciences to a school where these same sciences are studied? Yes, even in a class where complete and unlimited power belongs to some kind of ambal, whom everyone is simply afraid of? And even in the middle of the school year? ..
Probably nothing good ... Or maybe those who supported that kingpin will still change their point of view and will not get new ones? Let's find out...
And it was like this...

Prologue.

“Who will regret it, me?!” he laughed.
Samantha turned white with anger, and had already opened her mouth to say a couple of affectionate ones, when Steele, who ran past, pulled her hair. The girl turned around sharply, caught the guy by the collar and said:


-What more! Right now, I’ll stroke so many laces! - She snapped. Heidi caught my eye, shaking her head.

- Get it, nerd!!
- She said, get off! - Heidi angrily flashed her eyes at Lucas. He shuddered.

Part 1. Rookies and the Crown.
Chapter 1. Acquaintance.
There were six newbies. Three girls and the same number of boys. They seemed the same, although no one had ever seen a more "motley" company.
A fragile, fair-haired, blue-eyed girl named Linda Cyrus frantically flipped through a history book, repeating the right paragraph. But her thoughts were far from history. At least for now. It sounded like a mother's voice in my head.
“Linda, you just need to improve your algebra and geometry! If you want to get into a decent college…”
In fact, Linda's lifelong dream was to become a designer. Well, or an artist ... In general, to engage in creative work. But her mother didn’t even want to hear about anything like that. “Although she herself is an artist!” Linda thought with resentment.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a girl who quietly approached her. Linda glanced at the stranger quickly. Ash strands streamed down her back in a long wave, bluish-green eyes seemed to harbor some kind of question. The girl was short and not exactly beautiful, but it was impossible to take your eyes off her. Especially from her chiseled face.
- Hi, I'm Heidi! - she greeted, smiling. - I'm new at this school ... You seem to be too, right?
- Yes, you're right, Heidi, it's my first day here too. I am Linda.
-Fine! I already have friends at this school!” Heidi snorted. “Do you like math?”
- No... - Linda shook her head. - And you?
Heidi winced, conveying her attitude to this subject.
“Then why did you move here?” they asked in unison.
“Okay, I'm first!” Linda laughed. “Mom wants me to improve my algebra so I can go to college. Actually, I want to do something creative...
Heidi nodded.
-I understand you! All my life I dreamed of becoming a singer! But my family moved, and the language school is too far from here, so ... and moved here. - She finished sadly.
- It would be great for you to study at a language school! - Linda said. - A very cool girl, Kara, studies there. She sings the best… Although you have a good voice too!
- Thank you... - Heidi did not let her finish another girl with short, to the ears, hair of a greenish color, who approached them.
-Hey! Newbies too?” she asked. Linda nodded. "I'm Samantha." What's your name, friends?
-Heidi.
-Linda.
-Yasnenko ... - Samantha held out. - Well, do you like algebra? And then I have a blockage full of her ... Wait a minute! - She looked at Heidi. - I remember you ... You are Heidi Brown, from San Francisco, right?
“And you are Samantha Hunstenson, right?” Heidi nodded.
- Exactly! We were in parallel classes! And now in one. Really great?" Samantha smiled. Linda also broke into a smile.
“So you moved too, right?” Heidi asked, looking at Samantha. “Why didn’t you go to a language school?” She seems to be here ... Yes, is this paint? - She pointed to Samantha's hair.
- No, natural color! Don't be stupid, Heidi! - the girl laughed. - And I went to this school only because it's just very far from the language school. It's closer. Yes, what street do you live on?” Samantha asked.
- On Spring Avenue. - Heidi answered. - And you?
-There!
- That's great, let's go to school together! - Linda said. - I live on Autumn Street.
- Cool, we can visit each other! .. - Samantha did not finish, because from the side where the other guys from the class were standing, a scream was heard.
- Roll away from here! - then laughter, and two guys flew off towards the girls. One of them fell right next to Heidi.
- Oh, be careful! - She leaned over and held out her hand to him. The guy got up.
- Thank you... My name is Edward. - he introduced himself.
-Yah! Like in Twilight?” Samantha chuckled.
-Here, they asked again ... Therefore, we must introduce ourselves simply- Ed.
- Well, okay, Ed, so Ed.
Meanwhile, a second guy approached them.
-I'm Tim. he smiled.
- And the full name is Timoshka! - Ed scoffed, for which he received on the head.
- You, unfinished vampire ... - Tim began, as someone passed by, hitting his bag.
- Sorry! - exclaimed another guy, coming up to them. - I accidentally. I'm just a beginner and...
- Well, pepper is clear, a whole school of beginners! - Tim snorted. - We, you see, too. What's the name of the next newbie?
- Dan. - Followed by the answer.
While the guys were getting acquainted, the girls had time to look at all three.
Tim was tall, fair-haired, with light green eyes. Dan, on the other hand, was dark-haired, with chocolate-colored eyes. Well, Edward, or Ed, is also tall, but with dark blond hair and eyes as blue as the sea.
“Well, guys, maybe you can talk to us?” Samantha asked, and all three of them turned around at once. The girl giggled. “We’re new here too, so…”
"So let's be friends!" Heidi said, and everyone stared at her. Samantha didn't like it much. She immediately realized that the beautiful Heidi would take first place among them. “By the way, Ed and Tim, who pushed you like that?” she asked.
Tim winced.
“Yes, that idiot.” He pointed to the simply huge guy around whom everyone else had gathered. By the way, the girls were standing around another, tall, made-up girl, who, chatting with them, burst into shrill laughter from time to time.
-Just came to ask where our teacher is. He asked if we were new. We said yes, and he said that we rolled out of here, and then he also pushed. - Tim explained. - Well, I'll talk to him later ... - he promised vindictively.
The guys got to know each other, but then the bell rang, and they had only to go to class.

Chapter 2
-Dear Guys! From this quarter, 6 more people will study in your class. This is Linda Cyrus, Heidi Brown, Samantha Hustenson, Timmy Madlock, Dan Ryan and Edward Wind. - Mrs. League, the class teacher, introduced the guys. - We will seat them like this. Linda in the third row, Dan in the fourth on the second row, Heidi and Samantha in the last in the third, Timmy and Edward in the last in the first row. The first lesson we have is history, and in the sixth lesson we will arrange a class hour, and you can all talk. And now I have a question - who will go to talk about the policy of Queen Elizabeth? .. - the teacher bent over the magazine.
Linda raised her hand.
Suddenly, a distinct voice sounded in the silence.
-There are kamikaze! Mrs. League, there are those who want to answer! - commented the very girl around whom all the girls gathered. She was Linda's neighbor.
The teacher looked at her accusingly.
“Miss Davison, be quiet!” Only then did she notice that there was one hand raised in the class.
- Yes, please ... - the teacher said in surprise. - Are you sure you are ready?
“Yes, I’m ready.” Linda went to the blackboard. “Queen Elizabeth’s policy was…
As Linda spoke, the teacher looked at her in astonishment. In her class, there was never such a thing that newcomers answered at the very first lesson, and even so well. Why are there new ones, and her guys answered fours every other time, they didn’t come out anymore, they spoke out of place, they got threes and, it seems, they were quite happy with it ... And this girl is so brave, on the very first day she came out to answer, and even and didn't know what it was. Moreover, she added something from herself, gave examples, referred to different literature ... Yes, this was not in Mrs. League's class for a long time!
The guys noticed it too. That big guy who made Ed and Tim fly half the corridor, and who turned out to be Dan's neighbor, was constantly pushing the guy sitting in front and something resembling a royal jester, and whispering something to him, throwing appraising glances at Linda every now and then , according to which it was clear that every time his opinion of her was falling and falling. And Linda's neighbor giggled vilely, made sarcastic comments, and all the time turned to her friend, who resembled a maid of honor under the queen.
Yes, and a whisper was heard throughout the class from which fragments of phrases were heard:
"Nerd!"
"Nerd…"
"Fuck."
“What if they are all like that? Here is happiness!”
"What we shall do? We don't need those!"
“But who is she even to be exhibited here ?!”
And many other malicious and indignant words flew around the class.
But Linda is done.
-Incomparably! Brilliant! - praised her teacher. - That's who you all should take an example from! Sit down, Linda, five!
Linda, walking to her seat, was followed by a lot of angry, hating and sly looks.
Physical education was the next lesson. Since it was the second quarter, now it was gymnastics. And today the guys had to take pull-ups for evaluation. Fortunately for some, physical education was not mandatory, but voluntary. Linda was incredibly glad about this and did not change clothes. Her neighbor immediately sneered.
- Look at you, queen! - she said to her friend. - How did you know that you can not go, decided to bend! - she snorted. - I hope the other two will not go either or will be disgraced!
To the disappointment of the girls, Heidi and Samantha showed up for the lesson. Moreover, they were among the first to be called to the horizontal bar. Samantha easily fulfilled the standard, earning praise, and when Heidi walked lightly to the turnstile, all her classmates looked at her.
“Yes, she’s just Heidi Klum!” one girl whispered to the other, and she nodded in agreement.
Heidi effortlessly pulled herself up fifteen times, got her top five and went to the place.
-Learn guys! Here's a living example for you! - Said the physical education teacher.
Linda's roommate was furious.

After physical education, computer science was expected.
Dan's roommate snorted grimly at one of his friends' statement that perhaps the newcomers would do well today's practical work.
- No, they are far from me ... - he chuckled smugly.
-Who would doubt! - Said the approaching "Queen".

Mr. May walked around the classroom, from time to time correcting the children and making comments to them.
- So-so-so ... - he said, looking at Ed's work. - Young man, what is this? - he pointed to the guy's notebook, where there were some sketches and notes.
- It's just easier for me to work. I'm not very good at exact sciences and prefer to draw problems before solving them. - He explained.
-Commendable, commendable... Only one day at school, and already such results! Everything is done correctly, the work is done perfectly! Well done Edward! the teacher said approvingly and, patting Ed on the shoulder, moved on.
-Lucas, what is this? - the indignant voice of the teacher rang out. - What kind of work is this? And how can you not be ashamed?!
Lucas blushed.
The last two lessons were music and chemistry. Aside from a few correct answers from Dan and Tim, the newcomers didn't stand out in any way.
The sixth lesson was the class hour.
The whole class gathered in the office, and the teacher left, leaving the guys to get to know each other. To the blackboard, without waiting for an invitation, Lucas jumped out.
-Listen, you, there is nothing to exhibit here, botanists suck! I tell you for the first and last time - here I will decide who will study and how. And behave in class. And if you do not understand, and you do not stop vykabluchivatsya, all of us - he looked around the class - we will declare war on you. And it won't be a kindergarten boycott, but something more serious.” He trailed off, waiting for an answer.
Heidi stood up.
"Since when do you tell free people what to do?" she asked mockingly.
- And since when do you dispute the decision of the leadership? - Linda's neighbor asked in the same tone. - There are two leaders here - Lucas and me - Rachel.
Linda didn't let her finish.
-I was familiar with one of the same Rachel. She was just as busy.
- And you generally shut up, nerd! - hissed Rachel.
- Why are you shutting her mouth? - Tim asked caustically.
-What's your business?
“Actually, we have freedom of speech in our country,” Ed threw in.
- Dreaming is not harmful. - Lucas snapped. - And in general, Dan! Get out of here for another desk!
Heidi gave him a contemptuous look.
- Still you will tell us! - Samantha chuckled contemptuously. Dan didn't say a word.
- What, tongue swallowed?
- No, I just don’t want to waste time on people like you. - He replied dryly. - Heidi, Linda, Samantha, Tim, Ed! Let's get out of here, we've already met!
The children took their bags and left the classroom. Tim slammed the door loudly.

Well no, that's not possible! Or they will be with us, or we will declare war! - Lukas got excited.
Rachel and her friend Meg were whispering about something, and then Rachel stood up and said:
- Me and Me have a plan. We simply owe these nerds revenge. They shame us in every lesson.
-Come on, Rosha, tell me what the plan is! - said Lucas' friend, Steele.
-So it is. Tomorrow we will not do anything, just watch them. Which class do they perform the worst? Let's find their weak spot. And we will substitute every time. And we also need to figure out how we can harm them. Not something that would be global, - she chuckled, - just minor harm ... For example, hide textbooks, and so on ...
- Excellent, Rosha! You are a genius! - Lucas was delighted. - What can I do for you?
"Just don't call me Rosha!" Rachel said.
- All right, Rosha. Oh… Rachel.
-Just be so.

Looks like they decided to declare war on us!” Linda said in alarm as the guys walked down the street.
"Maybe it's okay?" Heidi asked, but Samantha just grunted darkly.
"We came at the wrong time to the wrong school," she said, paraphrasing one "saying."
- That's for sure. - Ed said even more gloomily. - I feel they will arrange for us ...
- Yes, let them try! - Samantha exploded. - I'll arrange it for them! I know such tricks ... Don't you believe it? - she looked at Tim, who looked at her skeptically. - Let's check on you! - a lightning attack, Samantha flashed before his eyes for one brief moment, then silence ...
- Oh!!! - the girl twisted Tim's hand behind his back and he almost fell. Apparently the pain was intense.
“Do you believe now?” Samantha asked.
“Let go…” Tim muttered.
-Tell me first!
-I believe...
Samantha released Tim, and he moved to a safe distance, rubbing his hand.
- Well, now we have nothing to be afraid of, - Ed grinned, looking at Samantha, who stood in a warlike pose, - we are completely safe!
-That's right.- arrogantly confirmed the girl and immediately laughed.
"You really just have to stick together, that's all." Heidi said, looking at Ed and smiling at him.
"You're probably right." He smiled back. Samantha narrowed her eyes.
- Okay, let's go home, now these will come here ... - said Tim. The girl turned in his direction. - Shut up, shut up! Like ten fish.
Everyone laughed. Or, at least, just fooling around. But now they began to respect her no less than to look at Heidi.
“If only Ed…” thought Samantha.
Chapter 3. Observers.
The next day, Lucas, Rachel, Steele, Rachel's girlfriend, Ann, and the rest of the class seemed to be underground. None of the newcomers were hurt, offended or humiliated. But all six had the feeling that twenty-two pairs of eyes were watching them relentlessly, and twenty-two pairs of ears were hanging on their every word.
In fact, that's how it was. The guys followed the newbies, trying to find their vulnerabilities, weaknesses ... A gap in their preparedness wall ... And they found it!
The first lesson today was algebra and the second was geometry. After physics. All the exact sciences gathered on this day.
Rachel, whose forte was algebra, kept a close eye on how Linda solved the problem. She had already decided hers long ago, now she wanted to see her neighbor's decision.
“So, so…” she thought, looking at Linda’s blank sheet of notebook. “You’re not strong in algebra, my dear, as I see it… You can’t solve such a stupid problem… You fool!”
At the same time, Lucas kept a close eye on Dan, who was chewing on his pen in an effort. His draft was written and drawn, but the task was not solved. Lucas mentally laughed.
“-Oh, you, humanist, where are you for mathematicians! Brake you!
Steele finished solving the problem and turned to Heidi and Samantha. He heard their incessant whisper.
-No!
-You're writing in the wrong place, I'm telling you!
- Yes, everything is right with me, it's you doing something wrong.
- Am I doing it wrong? Yes, look at yourself! You have only one action, and that is wrong!
-Sam, after all, I used to pass mathematics by five!
-Yes-huh? Doesn't look like something!
- Okay, don't care, write the way you want. And I'll sleep with you. - Heidi surrendered.
-Here, and she told me something!
- Stop writing.
Steele chuckled.
“Well, everything is clear to me about our “excellent students”,” he thought.

On geometry, things went no better. Linda did not understand what the teacher was talking about, Rachel mentally giggled.
Dan blushed, turned pale, even turned green, but still did not solve the construction problem. Lucas tried to hide his laughter behind an implausible cough.
Samantha hissed at Heidi, and Heidi proved to her that they were doing something wrong, and Steele was already throwing a note to Rachel, “We'll talk after school. I have a lot of interesting things!”.
No one noticed anything except for Ed and Tim. Maybe because two stupid girls are sitting in front of them? That's what Lucas thought as he moved from Dan to one of them.
And his thoughts, alas, turned out to be true. In physics, Edward did not understand anything in their in-depth extended textbook, and Tim was talking utter nonsense, trying to explain to his friend (and himself at the same time) what was written in the book.
“-Hmm, it turns out interesting…” Lucas was thinking in the meantime. “It turns out that all these guys are good only in the humanities, and in exact sciences they are complete brakes ... Then there is a chance to get rid of them! We must collect the Crown. ”- he decided.
The “crown” was a kind of “governing council” of the class. The "king" there was Lucas himself, who, by the way, came up with all this nonsense about the "Crown", the "queen" - Rachel. In addition, there were also "advisors". The "king" has Steele, the "queen" has Meg. There were also performers. Not much, seven or eight people. Their meaning was that they could deliver the necessary information for the "king" or "queen". If the “king” needed someone to “trial and execute”, or, more simply, to beat, then “performers” acted here too. If the "king" himself did not want to dirty his hands.
And this very "Crown" was, as it were, the "high society" of the class. And she made important decisions. The “Council of the Crown” had not been “convened” for a long time, decisions were not particularly needed. But now the “king” realized that it was time to start weaving “court intrigues”.
So, the "Crown" was "convened" after the lessons in the classroom.
All her "representatives" sat down as they pleased, one of the "performers" sat on the windowsill, miraculously not dropping the flower pots. Luckily, Mrs. League was not in class at the time!
- I think we found a way to fight, so to speak, with these crazy nerds. Their weak point is exact sciences. - the "king" was broadcasting from his "tribune", which was the chair pulled out by Lucas to the blackboard. - We must substitute them at every lesson, understand?
Rachel, who was sitting on her desk, squinted maliciously.
-And how do you think to "fight" them, O Great and Terrible?
Lucas looked disapprovingly at the "Queen".
“That’s what we’re going to tell you now, isn’t it, Steele?”
“Of course!” the “advisor” gestured everyone to the desk on which he was sitting. “So, we will act like this…

Chapter 4
The new school day began not rosy for beginners - damn algebra attacked with a double lesson. But not only algebra launched a large-scale attack. Also, the "Crown" was connected.
Dan pulled out a new draft sheet. The previous two had been scribbled, scribbled, and painted, but Dan hadn't solved the problem. But Lucas has long dealt with it!
-Lou! Lou! - he heard a whisper. Rachel called him. - Have you already forgotten what we came up with yesterday?!
Lucas was just now remembering what plan he and Steele had come up with yesterday. Rachel snorted contemptuously.
- Watch and learn! - she turned to her neighbor and began in a friendly voice:
- Linda, can I help you?
The girl looked at her suspiciously.
-What are you talking about? All of you like us did not complain!
-God, what nonsense! I always wanted to help people, I'm sorry I despised you at first!
Linda smiled.
- Well, you believe me! Give your task here ... It is easily solved ... Here we write "X", here "Y", and here just put a bracket. And solve this equation through such a proportion ... - she wrote something on Linda's sheet, and she began to solve according to this scheme.
Rachel smiled triumphantly at Lucas.
"Have you really helped her?!" His eyes were like saucers.
“Of course!” the girl nodded, her eyes sparkling.
“Well then, I don’t understand anything…” Lucas shook his head.
The bell rang.
- Let's get notebooks! Notebooks on my desk! Homework on the board! - the guys heard the voice of the teacher.

I can't believe that two lessons flew by so quickly... - Heidi said. - Have you solved at least one problem? Samantha and I argued the whole lesson, but we didn’t decide anything ...
“And Rachel helped me!” Linda said. Tim stared at her.
- Rachel? Did Rachel help you? Either I'm going crazy
- Calm down, you're not going crazy. - Linda snorted. - She really helped me. So I have solved two problems, I solved one myself. But I'm afraid it's wrong...
- I don't like all this, Linda. Somehow it's all strange! - Heidi said, and Samantha nodded. Linda opened her mouth to protest, but then the bell rang and Dan exclaimed:
- We are late for physics! - the guys rushed to the class.

We write, we write... Brown, Hustenson! Both of them fell silent! - Miss Ryan, a physics teacher, approached the girls. - What are you discussing here? Can't solve a problem? So, if by the end of the lesson both of them have not solved the problem correctly, I will give you two for chatting in the lesson. In the journal. - The teacher moved away from them. Heidi turned white.
- Samantha, what should I do? We can't solve this problem!
- I don't know, Heidi. Let them stand deuces .- dryly threw Samantha.
- Nu, why same so? - heard girls voice. From the front desk, Steel smiled sweetly at them. - Let me help you! So, this problem is solved like this ... - he quickly dashed off the solution to them, and then handed them a piece of paper. - Rewrite faster, otherwise the call is in three minutes!
The girls rewrote the decision, and then they heard the voice of Miss Ryan.
- So, I don’t have time to check the solutions, just hand over your notebooks. The task is paragraph thirty in full.
“Thanks, Steele!” Samantha said, but then Ed came up to her, and she fell silent.
“Well, how did you decide?” he asked, giving Steele a mocking look.
- Yes, everything seems to be fine. Steele helped us.” Samantha blurted out without looking into his eyes.
- Well, well. - he grinned, and took Heidi's bag. - Well, are you going?
“Again…” Sam sighed softly.

When Samantha came home, she didn't do her homework. She just wasn't up to it. She was very upset with Edward. He didn't pay any attention to her. Even though she liked him. She tried to win his respect, even tried to cause jealousy ... She herself understood that she did not succeed, but did not want to give up. But now she herself had no idea what was going on.
It was all about Heidi. Samantha could see that Edward liked her. Of course, such a beauty! Lately, Samantha could start arguing with Heidi in class for no reason. Only because, for example, she did not turn off the phone, or did not erase the line in the notebook. In fact, Samantha just needed to take out her irritation on someone. Now her culprit was perfectly suited for this purpose.
Samantha was angry. On myself, on Ed and on Heidi. And the last one is the most. Several plans were already running through her mind to cast Heidi in an unfavorable light, but none of them stood up to scrutiny. Because of this, Samantha sulked at herself.
The phone rang. The girl picked up the phone.
-Yes?
-Sam? Hi, it's Heidi! Did you write down our schedule? I just don't have it...
"-Here's a chance!" Samantha thought.
-Of course I did. Tomorrow we have a zero lesson, then there will be English, music and physical education. What's next, I'll tell you later, okay? - she called the first three lessons.
-Excellent thank you! I have to tell Ed. I'll call him now. Bye, Sam!” Heidi hung up.
-Oh no! Only not this! She was about to call Ed... But I told her the wrong schedule! - the girl exclaimed aloud, but it was too late - she didn't have Ed's phone.
-What have I done?!

Chapter 5
The day of our acquaintances began with complete surprise. From the very morning, even before the start of the lessons, Heidi quarreled with Samantha.
It all started when Heidi and Edward came to lesson zero. Fifteen minutes later, Heidi texted Samantha asking why no one was there. Samantha didn't answer.
"What are you doing, Heidi?" Ed asked.
- Sam told me yesterday that by the zero lesson. Looks like she lied.
-Maybe I made a mistake?
-I don't think. Let's go to the teacher's room, look at the schedule.
The boys went to the teacher's room.
A few minutes later, an angry girl flew out of there. Then Edward rushed out of the staff room, caught up with her and caught her arm.
- Yes calm down you!
She didn't tell me the schedule! And because of her, both you and I dragged ourselves here an hour before the start of the lessons! Yeah, and your schedule isn't right either, so don't defend her!” Heidi blurted out.
- Don't shout like that! - playfully threw Edward.
“Okay.” The girl said softly.
He rolled his eyes.
“Heidi, if she nevertheless told a lie, then why, what do you think?” he asked ten minutes later.
-I don't know... Although I can actually guess. - said the girl, after a short silence.
"Why not?" Ed asked.
Heidi narrowed her eyes.
- Don't you think about it?
The guy shook his head.
"I think, although it's only an assumption, that because of ... because of you." The girl replied.
-What? Because of me? Why?” Edward asked her.
Well, also because of me.
-I don't understand you! What are you talking about? Tell!
But Heidi didn't hear him anymore. Samantha walked along the path leading to the school.
- Well, now you'll get it from me! - with these words, the girl rushed down the stairs like an arrow.

Samantha was just hanging her coat on the hook when she saw in her peripheral vision that her bag was smoothly rising up. Turning, she saw Heidi.
- And what is it now called? - Asked a friend. Samantha made an innocent face.
-What exactly?
"Don't play dumb!" Heidi slung Samantha's bag over her shoulder. "Why did you tell me the wrong schedule?" Because of you, I came to zero lesson. And not only me.
- Well, think about it, mixed it up! - Samantha said, reaching for her bag
“Yeah?” Heidi moved away from Samantha. “But the lessons you told me are not on the schedule for the next two days!” How can I understand this?
- Yes, as you want, so understand! - Samantha got angry. - All the same, you won’t win!
"So I'm right, you're because of him, right?" she asked quietly.
“Give me the bag!” Samantha hissed.
- No. - Heidi's voice whispered in response. - I won't give it back. Answer my questions first. Are you because of him?
The girl narrowed her eyes.
- And at least yes! You are always next to him - Edward, but how is it, but how is it, but help me, I'm so stupid ... And you yourself see perfectly that I like him too!
Heidi remained silent, and Samantha continued.
-Don't you understand that...
- What is the dispute about? - Linda entered the locker room.
The girls instantly fell silent, Heidi casually unclenched her hand. Samantha's bag clattered to the floor.
“I hate you!” Samantha hissed, so that only her ex-girlfriend could hear her.
- Mutually. - Coldly threw the girl after her. Linda didn't notice.
The second surprise was not long in coming, but it came from the side of the Crown. Snow had already fallen outside, now the guys were throwing snowballs at each other. But the real battle today was given by our famous "Crown".
After the lessons, our friends decided to go play snowballs. Moreover, Samantha and Heidi demonstratively did not notice each other. So the game promised to be interesting ... But as soon as they split into teams - Ed, Heidi and Linda against Tim, Dan and Sam, the Crown came out into the yard. In full force.
- Well, come on, beginners, against me, Rachel, Steele, Meg and Nick with Max? - Lucas suggested on the move. - A test of courage!
Chapter 6
Friends, as if on cue, turned around.
No, they didn't seem to. The whole “secular” company is standing in front of them, and now they have added two huge guys to them. Apparently, Nick and Max. Both were clutching real ice blocks in their hands.
- Nowhere to retreat. - Tim muttered.
- That's right. - Lucas snorted. - So what? - without waiting for an answer, he hastily made a snowball and threw it at Heidi's head with all his might. The girl barely managed to dodge. But then snowballs rained down on the whole six. The completion of this kind of "fireworks" were blocks of Max and Nick, which they, without saying a word, threw at Dan. Luckily, the boulders flew a few centimeters away from his face.
The guys froze, dumbfounded. They did not even have time to bend down for a snowball, they were simply fired upon.
- Well, everything! They asked for it! - Tim caught a fragment from a block and launched it at Steele, who was aiming at Linda at that time. - Stop !! - hit exactly in the right hand. Steele grabbed her with another. Rachel looked at him appraisingly.
- There will definitely be a bruise. The blow was strong. - she threw indifferently.
- Oh, you ... - Lucas began, throwing snowballs, one after another, at Tim, but he deftly dodged. At the same time, Samantha was firing at Meg, who was almost falling into one of the snowdrifts. Finally Meg fell. Samantha, who raised her hand with the snowball the other day, lowered it with apparent reluctance.
-They don't beat the recumbent. And it should have! - She moved away, throwing a snowball at Rachel.
- Honest, then? - Meg asked sarcastically, and then grabbed her leg. - Oh! Help me get up! - Samantha immediately rushed to her.
-What happened? Twisted? - She took Meg by the hand, helping to get up, but then the cunning girl pulled her along, and she jumped up. Samantha lay in a snowdrift, and the snowballs that Meg threw at her did not allow her to rise.
“Come on, that’s enough!” Dan jumped up to Meg, pulling her aside. “Sam, get up!” He extended his hand to her.

Heidi struggled with Rachelle, who threw snowballs at her, not caring that they contained ice.
“Stop it!” Heidi shouted, feeling the ice leave a bleeding scratch on her cheek.
- Now, a second! - Rachel deftly threw a lump of snow at her, breaking on the girl's hand.
"Heidi!" Edward pushed Lucas away and ran towards the girl. He grabbed Rachel by the shoulders, pushing her into the nearest snowdrift. "Your cheek is bleeding!" Hurts?
-Not really. All because of this.” The girl nodded towards Rachel, who was lying in a snowdrift. “Thank you for getting her out of here…”
- Yes not for that! - he smiled.
“Be careful!” she cried, jerking Ed aside. Behind him stood Max, aiming another block at him.
Max saw that not that guy was standing in front of him, but a girl, but he didn’t have time to do anything. Snow flew on Heidi. Everyone was frozen in anticipation. Everyone except Edward, who flew at Max like an arrow, trying to push him or at least knock the snow out of his hands, but it was too late ...


-Oh you…

Part 2. Well, you can't do that!
Chapter 1
“Oh-oh…” Heidi groaned, pushing herself up on the pillow. She touched her head. “Yes, cruelly…” Feeling the bandage under her arm, she sighed softly.
After that memorable battle with the "Crown" when Heidi saved Ed from the blow that fell on her, the girl was sent to the hospital. Fortunately, there were no injuries, but the doctors decided that after such a strong blow, the girl needed peace and rest, which is simply unrealistic with her friends.
There was a knock on the door of the chamber.
Heidi raised her head.
"Who is it?" she asked in surprise.
The door opened and Edward entered.
-Oh, hi! Good to see you. At least someone came!
“Ahem… I wanted to thank you… If it wasn’t for you, I would be lying here now…” Edward muttered, completely embarrassed. “But you knew, didn’t you?”
Heidi made an innocent face.
-Knew about what?
- Well, about the ice in that snow.
“I knew.” Heidi answered calmly. “He shone in the sun. True, it was not very noticeable.
-But if you knew there was ice, then why did you push me aside? You knew that the ice would fly at you!!
- And you wanted Max to break your head with his block, right? - the girl asked sarcastically. Edward began to get angry.
-But not you!
- Choose the lesser of two evils! - retorted Heidi.
- This and there is less. - answered guy.
- So that Max hit you? - the girl clarified.
-Yes!!
"Why?" It was Heidi's turn to be surprised.
"Why did you push me away, you never said!" Edward didn't give up.
“I just… I just didn’t want this to happen to you…” the girl replied.
- How? - not understood Ed.
-That's all! Enough. Better tell me what happened when I fell. And I don’t remember anything ... - Heidi asked.
Ed nodded and started talking...

The snowball fell on the girl. When it crashed against her head and shoulders with a hard blow, Heidi gasped softly and began to slowly fall into the snow.
It became quiet in the clearing where the battle was going on. The footsteps of people who passed near the houses were heard. The eyes of all the guys were riveted to the girl, who lay unconscious on the snow.
Ed was the first to come out of his daze. He lunged at Max, who was standing in motionless shock, and with all his might he punched him in the jaw.
-Oh you…
Samantha meanwhile bent over the girl.
-Guys!! There was ice in that snowball!!” she shrieked, pointing to two deep scratches on Heidi's face.
- What? - Tim did not believe his ears. - Well, now he will get ... - the guy rushed to Max, but Linda held him back.
- We need to help Heidi!
- Exactly ... Sam, what's wrong with her? - Tim sank down next to the girl lying in the snow.
-Scratches. Lot. And, it seems, the blow was strong. - Samantha answered shortly. Now it no longer seemed to her that Heidi was doing everything to annoy her, Samantha. The girl realized that you can not be angry with a person because of trifles. You never know what can happen to him later! - We must go to the emergency room.
- Then why are we still here? - Ed was indignant. He whispered something to Dan and quickly ran to one of the entrances.
-Where is he going?
“Here his brother lives.” Dan answered shortly.
"So what?" Linda didn't understand.
Dan did not answer - Ed came out of the entrance, and next to him was a tall guy of about twenty.
- Guys, this is my brother, George. - Edward introduced his brother.
- So-so ... - George drawled with condemnation, looking at Heidi. - And who is the freak who hit her like that?
Edward pointed to Max.
- Well, well ... There is strength, mind is not needed! She needs to be taken to the emergency room. Well at least I took the car out of the garage! And with you, - he looked at Max, - I'll deal with it later.
"How is it?" Dan asked.
"Unfortunately for him, this jerk's father is my neighbor." George explained, picking up Heidi in his arms.

Like this. And then we went to the hospital.” Ed finished his story.
-And then what happened to Max? - Heidi asked.
-George, as promised, talked to his father. Max flew in so that even through the wall it was audible! On the same day.
-What are all these? Well, Lucas, Rachel... did they leave us alone?
-Certainly! Right now, sir! Since then, when they saw that we were diminished, they began to get even more. So that…
- Wait, how long have I been here?
"It's the second day." Ed said apologetically.
-Fun... Oh well, when I get out, they'll have to fall behind!
- Yes, Samantha has already arranged a disassembly for them. She grabbed Meg's pigtail yesterday, said she'd cut it off if they didn't promise to leave us alone.
“Wow, I missed a lot!” Heidi snorted.
-That's for sure! By the way, about "missed". Miss Ryan cursed you were gone.
- Well, don't care!
"What?" Ed couldn't believe his ears.
-I do not care! Let get angry. Physics is not our forte!
The guys laughed.

Chapter 2
Heidi opened the classroom door and couldn't believe her eyes. And my ears too.
She was discharged from the hospital two days ago, but only today she went to school. Arriving early on purpose to chat with friends, Heidi entered the classroom and what she saw simply amazed her. There was real bullying in the classroom. Bullying her friends.
- Oh! - Linda dodged the book flying at her and immediately hit her neighbor's elbow. She giggled wickedly.
- Nu all! - hissed Samantha, approaching Lucas. “Listen, you little freak! Leave us alone or you'll be sorry!
"Really, stop it." Tim said dryly, placing a hand on Lucas's shoulder as if he wanted to choke him.
- Who will regret it, me? - he burst out laughing and wriggled away from Tim. He didn't really want to be strangled...
Samantha turned white with anger, and was already opening her mouth to say a couple of affectionate ones, when Steele, who was running past, pulled her hair. The girl turned around sharply, caught the guy by the collar and said:
“If you don’t all promise to leave us alone right now, he’s about to fly into that wall over there.” nose. Aiming.
- Cool down, Sam! - Dan approached her.
-What more! Right now, I’ll stroke so many laces! - She snapped. Heidi caught my eye as she entered the classroom.
Linda gasped again - Steele threw an eraser at her and hit her in the nose.
- Get it, nerd!!
- She said, get off! - Heidi angrily flashed her eyes at Lucas. He shuddered.
- Just get out of our school, beauty, and let's fall behind!
- Well, everything, asked for it! - Ed, who entered the classroom at that moment, and who witnessed the skirmish, rushed to Lucas.
“They told you, as a human being, stop it!” Or decided to repeat Max's feat? - the guy asked sarcastically.
- Throw a bag at you?
- No, get in the face! - Linda said caustically.
“Shut up!” Rachel waved her off like an annoying fly.
- Don't tell me what to do!
- Look how she spoke! - Rachel commented.
- What are you getting out of here? - Samantha asked. - Also me, the queen turned up!
By the way, she is the Queen! In a sense…” Meg said, and that was the only thing she had time to say at all. Because then she had to dodge pencils, pens, and rulers thrown at her by Samantha.
“By the way, Heidi, how are you?” Linda asked as she dodged the ruler Samantha accidentally threw at her.
-Nothing, still alive. Have you been transplanted or something?” the girl asked, looking at Lucas, who was sitting behind Dan.
- No, he just moved. He just wanted to annoy the guys. He kind of helps them. Well, until they crack him. By the way, you seem to have been given something by Miss Ryan for that job. But I don’t remember ... let’s go, let’s go together, find out? - Linda suggested.
-OK.
The girls went to Miss Ryan's office.
- Ah, our dvoechnitsa came! - the teacher greeted the girl unfriendly.
-Uh...excuse me?
- My dear, for the work that you handed over then, there is a big two, because there are none of the correct answers. And you've got your work done. At Samantha's. Or did she write off from you ... In general, the fact is that you and Hustenson each have two deuces. - With these words, the teacher left the class. Heidi was shocked.
Well, Steele helped us! I would have killed!
- All right, don't be upset! You'll fix it! - said Linda. - I also had a couple.
-And you fixed it?
-Mmm…well, how can I tell you. Tim helped me ... - Linda blushed slightly.
-Tim?
-Yeah… Lucas hardly touches me now. Because Luke knows that Tim will suggest to him. It already happened. Tim just grabbed him by the back of his neck and told him to get off me. So Rachel and I are just bickering. And that's it.
- Lucky. Lucas always did what he said - “Hey, beautiful, what's not to like? Get out of our school and you'll like everything." You know how annoying! Heidi complained.
“But Ed was ready to turn Luka’s head today, didn’t you notice?” Linda asked.
I think that's what Tim was going to do. Or not?
Linda nodded.
But Ed didn't mind either. I think he likes you...
- It would be nice! - Heidi smiled sadly. - Okay, I went. There was one more thing I wanted to ask Sam.
“Okay.” Linda nodded, and, looking after her departing friend, she said in a barely audible voice, “Sometimes people just don’t see what’s going on in front of their eyes!”

Having done her homework, Heidi turned on the computer. I went to my favorite Facebook.
- Oh, who is it? - she clicked on the page of the person who was added to her. - Ed Wind? Oh, it's our Edward! He's online!!” Heidi quickly added Ed and texted him 'hello'. The answer was not long in coming.
Five minutes to twelve Heidi left the online, happy and cheerful. Now she had reasons to check Facebook every day.

Chapter 3
A few days later, Lucas again gathered his "governing council", or, more simply, the "Crown".
- No, you can't do that anymore! We can't bring girls. If we touch Heidi, Ed will kill us all, if we bring Lindun, we face the death penalty from Tim. And Sam can stand up for herself, although Dan starts telling us the wrong answers in history if we offend Samantha. So we have no more ways to get them out of school! And what do you propose to do?
“Nothing.” Rosha replied calmly.
-What?!
Luke, look at the truth. So we're just making fools of ourselves. Not them. I'm sure teachers figured out a long time ago that their wrong answers on exact subjects were our doing. And besides, they are rare humanitarians. There are no such people in our school! It is clear that teachers like them.
"You're protecting me, then?" Lucas squinted angrily.
-Not. I just got tired of it. And the way your friend Max did then - he threw all this ice on the girl, standing behind her back - it's just mean. What if he hit her right on the head? A concussion would be guaranteed! Do you want to get them out of here at such a price? - the girl harshly threw at Lucas word by word, one more truthful than the other.
Max didn't stand behind her. It was she who decided to play mega rescuer.” The boy muttered.
Max stood behind Edward. And an attack from the back is vile. Vile and dishonest. Even for people like you.” Dry dropped Rachelle, picked up her bag and walked towards the door. Then she turned around and said:
"I'm just ashamed that I helped you." With these words, she left the classroom.
Meg got up too.
- Lucas, Rachel is right. Maybe that's enough? These guys... they're not like you! They are honest. When we had this snowball fight, I snowballed Samantha. When I fell, I got really scared. I thought that now she will throw snow in my face. But she didn't. She walked away, saying, “I don’t beat the recumbent.” She is honest! Not like you. And they are all like that. And I don’t participate in this performance any more. - Meg followed her friend out of the classroom.
-Steel? Well, what about you? Also a traitor, right? - Lucas asked his friend with a grin. He got up.
I hate to admit it, but the girls are right. Leave the newbies alone. I don't want to humiliate them anymore. It can't be like that! We still live in a free country. Let them study here, and no one interferes with them. - And Steele also left. The other guys followed him.
Lucas was left alone.
- Well, we'll see! Let's see who wins!

Part 3. Alone in the field is not a warrior.
Chapter 1
“Children, I have an announcement for you!” said Mrs. Leag, entering the classroom. “Before we start the story. Soon there will be an Olympiad between schools in history. As you all know, our school, - here she sighed, - is always in last place. For this year, we have enough to disgrace! Let's get the team together, get ready... let's do our best! Well, the mathematical school of the Sunny Valley should at least be worth something on the humanitarian scene! Guys, well, sign up! - Asked the teacher.
Several hands went up in the air. Mrs. League's eyes twinkled with joy.
- Linda, great... Oh, and Heidi! And Samantha! And Danny! And even Edward! - the teacher admired, writing down names and surnames. - Guys, you are great with me! That would be more...
- Mrs. League, but what about me? - Tim asked in an offended voice.
- And Timmy! Amazing! The whole company is newbies. Guys, this year we may break out ... - then her phone rang. When she finished speaking, the teacher became sad. “Oh, no… Children, the Olympiad is already tomorrow!” she muttered. What do we do?
-Let's free us from lessons and send us to the library. There we will find information on the Internet and prepare ourselves.” Tim suggested.
-Good. Today you are exempt from lessons. Get ready, but in such a way that it is clear that you didn’t skip classes in vain! - the teacher added sternly.
- Well, what are you, Mrs. League! - Dan sang, leaving the classroom, following his friends.
- Olympiad tomorrow at nine! - came to them the voice of the teacher.

All day the guys were preparing for the upcoming competition. They left school at six in the evening, having leafed through all the books and climbed all the historical sites of the Internet. But they were not at home either. As soon as Sam came home, she, without answering her mother's questions, closed herself in her room, got on the Internet and began flipping through the information of the sites in the second circle.
Heidi rummaged through the entire closet, took out an old, old encyclopedia and began to study it. But, despite this, she first went to her favorite social network and, in between preparations, communicated with Ed. Which, by the way, did the exact same thing.
Tim and Dan went to the history forum and chatted there, downloading and reading pages from chronicles and reference books every minute.
Linda listened to a radio broadcast about the politics of the Queen of England and read the text copied from the encyclopedia, memorizing it.
In general, there was intense preparation ...

Chapter 2. Olympics. Who won?!
“You will have an hour and fifteen minutes after I hand out the assignments.” Strict Mrs. Stein said as she walked between the desks and handed out assignment sheets. You will need to write an essay on this topic using historical materials. Grammar and spelling will be taken into account when grading. So. You have exactly one hour and fifteen minutes, after which I will collect the work, whether you have finished or not.
Ed snorted. Writing is his forte. Especially in history. And it’s hard to come up with a more interesting topic than the Renaissance! Apparently, Heidi also thought so about her own topic, since she had already begun to scribble her essay on the ancient world. Linda remembered the words of the announcer - she just got the topic of the queen's politics. Tim and Dan rejoiced - they got one topic - about the Second World War. Only the questions were different.
And while the guys from other classes, all mathematicians and physicists, looked with envy at our friends in the humanities, they calmly wrote their essays, surprised that the school could not win before. It's as simple as writing an essay! Not that all these equations are divided in half with degree measures of angles!

Fifteen hours flew by quickly. The kids didn't even notice. Perhaps they were the only ones among all who submitted not two sentences of the text, but two sheets. The strict teacher, accepting their work, nodded approvingly.
-The results will most likely be today, after two hours. We will hang them on the stand at the entrance. She told the guys.

Since I didn’t really want to go to the lessons - all the exact subjects - there’s only one boredom! - the guys decided to go for a walk, and come to school by two o’clock. But it did not work out, because Dan was going to go to some kind of his own circle, and the guys wanted to go exactly together. And our friends had to wait until tomorrow.

The next day, the guys who came early were disappointed. No results have been posted. Didn't post anything at all.
- Well, we hoped so much… - Dan muttered disappointedly. - Well, maybe ask after school.

There was a surprise in store for the kids. Before the class started, a tall man in a suit came into the classroom, holding several sheets of paper in his hands.
- Mrs. League? Were there participants in the history olympiad from your class?
-Yes they were. And what?
- I just have a message for them. - the man took out some sheets and said - Samantha Hustenson took sixth place, Tim Madlock took fifth place and shared fourth with Dan Ryan. Third place went to Linda Cyrus. And the first and second ... - then he fell silent.
-And we? What about us?” Heidi asked Edward. He shrugged.
-All. No one else took any seats. - said the man.
Then his phone rang.
-What? Yes, yes, I'm in math school. Recalculation? First and second? Ok I will tell. Yes, right now. - He turned off the phone. - There was an error. I beg your pardon. Second place went to…

Chapter 3 You saved the school!
- The second place was taken by… Heidi Brown. And the first ... Edward Wind. Congratulations, guys! - the man left the classroom.
In the heads of the guys it was pounding - our victory, our victory, OUR VICTORY !!!
The man looked back into the classroom.
-Oh, yes, your school is the first this year among all the schools in this Olympiad!

VICTORY IS OUR!!! - yelled Tim at the top of his voice. The whole class joined in.

After the lessons there was a solemn meeting of the whole school, where the director praised the children for the fact that the school for the first time in its life took first place in the Olympiad in the humanities.
You saved our school from another shame! You six are the pride of our school! Here's someone to take as an example to all students!

Applause, speeches, praises went on for a long time ... When the guys were released, Rachel, Steele and Meg first approached them.
- Guys, forgive us! We are very ashamed of what we did ... we got you ... Forgive us! Especially you, Edward and Heidi. Lucas got so presumptuous that he even persuaded Max... And you suffered. - Rachel said. - Sorry, guys!
- Well, of course, no problem! We already forgot!” Dan said, and the guys nodded.

Epilogue.
"I wonder where Lucas is?" Samantha asked aloud, looking around.
Yes, he went to another school. He looks ashamed. Or is he afraid ... - said Meg, who was passing by. - He now has enough deuces in the language school, - she laughed, - so he needs it!
-Since she moved ... Heidi, can you sit down with me? - Ed asked.
The girl smiled and nodded. Then she looked at Linda.
- What did I tell you? - she read her lips and laughed.
- What are you laughing at? - Linda pretended to be offended. - Really? It's true!

Text Psychology "How to Survive School":

There are survival schools in society, and there are simply secondary schools in which everyone has to survive: teachers, children, and parents. It is much easier for adults to stand up for themselves in a critical situation, although it is very difficult when you have to communicate with children, and instructions must be drawn up for each of the parties separately.

You will need

• Patience.

Instruction

How to solve the problem if they try to make an outcast out of you: they tease you, try to humiliate you in every possible way, up to fights, beatings and theft?
If you are constantly teased, you need, oddly enough, not to react to offensive words. Remember that this is a game in which you have been chosen as the "victim". The more violently you react, the more joy you will bring to those who offend you. At first, everything can get much worse, as the guys do not want to just give up their fun. You have to keep your emotions in check.

If gossip is spread about you, then this is also one of the types of game when you are forced to defend the honor of the family or your dignity. As soon as you start to defend, consider that you have lost. You need to react, but in such a way that the offender does not want to insult you. Ask the speaker: "Do you yourself believe in these rumors?" If the answer is yes, then allow him to do so if he so desires. And that's it. Not a word more.

If you were hit, but not too hard, then you should also remain calm and pretend that you did not notice, if the blow turned out to be painful, then you should say so, unless, of course, causing pain was not the goal of the offender, the main goal is desire piss you off. Speak calmly. If it is very painful, or you need medical help, then you should contact an adult. Avoid really angry and dangerous children, teenagers or adults.

If something is taken away from you, or money is demanded, then ask to return the thing, or say that you would be glad to fulfill the request, but you cannot. If it is not returned, threaten trouble. If this does not help, then you can turn to adults, as this already looks like theft. Don't give money to anyone. Extortion is a crime and you have the right to tell adults about everything.

A lot of children do not like school, there are many reasons for this, but perhaps the two most common are:

1. too much homework (so I hated this "homework")
2. it is difficult for a child or teenager to survive in school

About the first point, everything is clear, here you have to put up with it and do your homework, but the second is much more difficult. The phrase "" means rather not physical survival, but moral.

Conflict situations at school

Where do conflicts come from?

Most conflicts appear where the interests of two or more parties intersect.

There are several conflict situations constantly encountered in the school:

Conflict with a classmate
- conflict with a high school student

Individually, these situations are not pleasant, but, as a rule, are not terrible. If the student has a complex character that throws him into all three conflicts, then this is a serious personal problem that brooks no delay. It needs to be solved, otherwise it may end badly not only for the student, but also for those around him.

• The way you really are and the way others see you are two different things. People (especially strangers and strangers) treat you not because of who you are, but because of how they see you. That is, the most important role in a relationship is the impression that you make.

Conflict with a teacher

What is usually expressed in student dissatisfaction in relation to the teacher:

1) treats you with prejudice(previously negative attitude)

Remember that a teacher is a human being like everyone else and may have his weaknesses. As a professional teacher, he should not divide students according to any criteria. Be it national, religious, or social differences. If you suspect this, you need to talk to your parents or another teacher (with whom you have a good rapport). They, in turn, should talk with the teacher, and understand what the real reason is, and in the future help to figure it out. They know how to solve such issues personally, and if it doesn’t work out, they will be able to turn to higher authorities (head teacher, director).

2) You are not one of his favorites

This situation needs to be looked at from the outside. Maybe it's jealousy? Maybe you envy those who are his favorites. How do you feel about pets? Would you like to be treated the same way?

Try to imagine yourself in the place of the teacher. How would you feel when students do not want to study, make noise during lessons, show their disrespect for him? Maybe you need to change something in yourself, and not in the teacher?

And another important point, you are not among the favorites, so what? Does your studies suffer from this? Does it bother you to do your homework? But by and large, it is at home that you can accumulate the necessary knowledge. At school, only the incomprehensible is explained and the assimilation of the material is checked. The role of the teacher is to give you the necessary explanations and check your preparedness.

Change your attitude towards the situation. And if you are haunted by the thought that the teacher puts too high marks on your pet, forget about it. After all, an overestimation at school, in the next educational institution (university, college) will turn into a lower one.

3) Teacher lowers student grades

If you think that the teacher unreasonably underestimates your grades, then take courage and patience, linger after the lesson, and in private ask him in a calm tone, in an adult way, by what criteria he evaluates knowledge. The main thing here is to keep emotions in check and do not say anything else, but only listen carefully. At the end of the conversation, be sure to thank for the explanations provided. The main focus of this action is that even if he does not correct your mark, you will make a good impression on him, and in the future, he will give you the grades that you really deserve.

4) Misunderstanding with the teacher

It is likely that the teacher does not understand your actions correctly. In adolescence, everyone tries to somehow assert themselves, and therefore do a lot of actions that attract attention to themselves. However, many adults have already forgotten that they also asserted themselves at one time, and regard the action of teenagers as a lack of proper education. If an adult has already formed a negative opinion about you, then he sees everything you do only from the bad side. He perceives your jokes as insults, your curiosity as an attempt to catch him on something he does not know, and thereby undermine his authority. That is, he sees in your questions that you see him as incompetent, and you try to prove it to the whole class.

What to do in such a situation? Avoid arguments, be friendly. Don't fawn, but don't act like the teacher owes you something. Be restrained and over time, the attitude towards you will definitely change.

Conflict with a classmate

Conflict with classmates most often occurs with a beginner

How to survive as a newbie in school?

Different classes have a different atmosphere, and maybe everyone will even be glad to see you. Or at least indifferent.

If there is a "thieves" atmosphere in the class, then it is necessary to act according to the situation. There is a certain system of relations in the class. There are leaders. Everyone is used to this system, and it seems to suit them. The arrival of a new person implies that he, too, will take a certain place in the existing hierarchy.

Leaders in such situations are interested in maintaining their positions. Therefore, they can "run over" so that you immediately understand who is who. Toadies can "hit" in order to establish themselves at your expense and at least somehow "rise" in the eyes of the leaders.

In the first seconds of visual contact, a person tries to determine what attitude the interlocutor has towards him. Instinctively, a person perceives others as enemies, therefore, in order to protect himself, he tries to show others that he will not give up for nothing. Even trying to give an impression that is not true. The interlocutor does the same. The result is a tense situation.

So, in order to "survive" and continue learning without making enemies, and not to put yourself on the bad side in front of teachers, you need to break this pattern of behavior.

Perhaps you will be "taken on a show off" (create a conflict situation), in order to test your reaction. This is done carefully so that, if necessary, you can retreat, they say, they were joking. The main thing here is not to succumb to provocation. As long as they don't hit, it's good.

Do not react aggressively, but also do not fall face down in the dirt, as they say "no piss" otherwise it will come back to haunt you for many years. Try to be friendly. Let me know that you are not the enemy. Like, guys, I happened to be here by accident, I don’t get into your affairs, I sit on the sidelines, I don’t touch anyone.

No need to break off communication, because these are your future classmates, and you need their respect. Otherwise, you will be an outcast (although in some cases this is also a way out, there are such classes of scumbags that it is better to stay away from them).

Time is in your favor. Let your classmates get used to the idea that you are the new member of their team. And most importantly, you need to show who you really are. Not your dad, or brother, or uncle, etc., but what are you like! Only then will you be respected.

If it comes to a fight, no one has forbidden to stand up for yourself yet, but know the measure, remember that you are not in the ring, but at school. If you endure the "blow" with stamina without crippling your opponent, you will be respected not only by classmates, but also by teachers who have learned about it.

Conflict with high school student

Believe me, it is for you that they seem big and strong, but in fact they are still jerks.

Ask yourself why they chose me. What is it about me that they don't like or that attracts attention? What to do? Everything is the same as above. The main thing is to try to change their attitude towards you, if you can. If not, then seek help from adults. Now there are so many scumbags with whom it is useless to talk. Getting into an open fight is stupid and dangerous. But informing the relevant authorities through adults is a smart, tactful and worthy move.

How to survive in school and not become an outcast

What should I do if my child is being bullied at school?

I do not like it when, after a blow to the right cheek, they substitute the left. In my mind, this is not possible. Evil must be punished. But school is a place where it is difficult to be equal for everyone. And everyone sees you differently. You give back on the one hand well, and on the other, even more aggression may follow, and relations with teachers are unlikely to be better when everyone finds out that you are a fighter. To survive in school, you need to stick to the "neutral side". Do not look for trouble, but do not cry at the first comic kick in the ass. Don't give up on the gopniks, but don't act like a soft-bodied nerd either. Be always calm. Calmness and composure is a very big force. The one who is calm often wins the battle without even joining it. It's like a small dog that shakes, yelps, and then pisses out of fear and runs away without scaring a bulldog or a boxer who calmly stood and looked at it all.

If you are constantly teased, you need, oddly enough, not to react to offensive words. Remember that this is a game in which you have been chosen as the "victim". The more violently you react, the more joy you will bring to those who offend you. At first, everything can get much worse, as the guys do not want to just give up their fun. You have to keep your emotions in check. But over time, they will fall behind and will look for a more suitable victim, who will react violently to their "jokes".

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“School years are wonderful…”

Everyone has different memories of those years. Someone is nostalgic and their thoughts often return to that school time. And it is unpleasant for someone even to pass by the “native” school, and he bypasses it by the “fifth road”. Why so? It's all about the emotions associated with the school period of life.

Where does it all begin? From a motive. Why does the child go to school? For many, the question itself seems absurd. Well, how? The age has come - it's time to go to school. WHAT FOR? Try to ask any first grader - why do you go to school? I am sure that the majority will answer: "Parents order." SO ACCEPTED.

But in fact, from the moment of entering school, the child's life changes dramatically: regime, status, responsibility. If in preschool childhood the child mainly played, then at school he needs to learn - to acquire knowledge, learn to make decisions and be responsible for them. This is the first stressful period in a child's school life. That is why he will have to adapt to school, that is, to make the process of staying here comfortable. ATTENTION, PARENTS! A lot of it depends on you!

Your task is to arrange so that the child constantly feels your support and active interest in his school life. Teach your son or daughter to share school news every day . And this means everything that is important for the child, what excited him, puzzled him. This may be an innocent prank on the part of a classmate, but which hurt your child very much ( You can’t even imagine how many school stories I heard from my clients, who even after 30-40 years cause a negative emotional response.).

The second very important point is always be by your child's side . Even if he was wrong, mischievous, insulted someone, remember, there was a REASON for that. And this reason is in your inattention to it. It means that you did not notice in time, did not pay attention, did not discuss what worried the child. And now it has turned into a misdemeanour. Therefore, be restrained! No need to scold your son or daughter in the presence of strangers. You can calmly say to the teacher or the angry parent of the "offended child": "I heard you (a) and I will definitely talk with my son (daughter)." At this moment, if your child is standing nearby, provide tactile contact with him, hold his hand or hold him by the shoulder - believe me, at this moment the child needs your non-verbal support more than ever. Only in this way will he learn to live with the thought: no matter what happens, my parents are on my side. Of course, no one cancels educational measures. A serious conversation should take place, but in a family environment with the obligatory listening to the version of the child himself and only then - determining the degree of guilt and punishment. By the way, you can offer your son (daughter) to choose the punishment for himself. So you determine how much your child is aware of himself guilty and ready to bear the punishment. Of course, the last word is yours.

Thirdly, do not deprive your child of the opportunity to play. This activity continues to be important. Many first-graders bring toys to school almost all year. And those parents and teachers who are sympathetic to this act wisely. After all, childhood doesn't end when you go to school!

Talk to your child's teachers, tell them about his characteristics. So it will be easier for teachers to find a common language with your child, and they will also see and appreciate your interest in his educational activities.

The word "adaptation" during the school period will meet you two more times - when you move to the fifth grade and the tenth. The main thing that is important to remember for parents of future fifth graders is about changing the leading type of activity. Your children are entering adolescence (adolescence), and here for them the focus is shifting to communication with peers. Already neither parents nor teachers enjoy such authority as classmates and older children. The task of adolescence is to learn to find a common language with peers. And this is really important. Dear parents, this is the time of "the first shoots of your crops." During this period, you can clearly see the results of your pedagogical efforts - this is who and how your child communicates. Does he have strong friendly relations with peers of his level of development and culture. Or is it a situational interest first to one, then to another classmate. Or maybe these are virtual interlocutors from the social. networks. There is something to think about.

As for the transition to the tenth grade, then the topic of vocational guidance comes to the fore. Many parents decide to send their child to college. This is saving time, acquiring a specialty and a high probability of entering a university. But what about parents of tenth graders? First of all, help the child decide on a profession. According to statistics, only every tenth adult expresses satisfaction with their professional activities. Do you feel how important this is? After all, we spend most of our lives at work. Therefore, parents do not need to satisfy their ambitions at the expense of the child. Well, the actress did not work out of the mother, there is no need to force the timid and shy daughter to participate in all amateur performances and mentally applaud her from the audience. And the father, who at one time did not manage to learn to be a doctor, should not agitate his son to become a surgeon if the boy has been sick at the sight of blood since childhood (I deliberately exaggerate examples, but this is often what happens in life).

According to many contemporaries, life becomes more complicated over time. And our children also experience her abs. In this article, I urge parents not to aggravate the already emotionally rich, full of anxiety and unnecessary information life of children. Love them unconditionally, simply because they are your children, not because they get good grades, teachers praise them, or win prizes in olympiads!