Amelia takes the phone, she hadn't really wanted it back, but if Ryan was going to start whining about it best to try and appease him. She still can't believe her annoying brother managed to skip enough grades to be in her's.
"The 13 and 10 year olds are on their way to class."
Maybe Ryan should lose his place as the smarter of the two.
"The 9 and 10 year olds are on their way to class."
Amelia still can't believe her brother makes her hold his hand while they walk. She's 9 not 3 besides he's only 10. Not that she even wants to go to class anyway. Just because she's smart doesn't mean she wants to be stuck going to school with a bunch of teenagers that think she's a freak.
"The two high schoolers are entering their class."
"The two elementary schoolers are entering class."
Ryan let's go of her hand as she enters her fourth grade classroom.
"There now don't try to visit me in fifth grade again. Ms. Smith isn't going to let it slide. Amelia frowns, she just wanted to show her brother to app. It's not like she's clingy.
"Whatever."
"What did mom tell you about saying "whatever"?"
"You're not mom!"
"Amelia. Stop fighting your brother and take a seat you're already late."
"Yes, Mr. Palmer."