Mrs Henry asked the class what job they want to do when they grow up.
“Ruler of the world,” says Grace.
Hesitating, unsure if she’s joking, Mrs Henry tries to smile but Grace holds her stare.
“That isn’t a job, Grace.”
“It should be. The world needs a Ruler.”
“Then I want that job,” says the boy sitting behind Grace.
Everyone laughs at Marcus Jones, the most annoying boy ever. What annoys Grace most, what is downright infuriating, is that Marcus isn’t dumb, not even close, in fact he’s smart, maybe-almost-nearly-as-smart-as-Grace.
Not that she’d ever admit that to Marcus Jones.