Jack had been able to sneak back into class without being noticed, something she was good at with her small height of 4'9". She was the smallest in the school as far as she knew, plus she figured it would stay that way. She climbed back into her seat and put her flute into it's case, lying her head on the desk and listening to the teacher. She yawned as the class was dismissed and stood, grabbing her single rucksack and the flute case. She slid easily through the crowd of students leaving the room, looking down at her case for a second as she left through the door. That was a bad idea.
Jack bumped into someone, causing her to fall and barely manage to save her flute. She gathered the papers that had fallen out of her bag and stood, looking up to see who she had bumped into. She regretted it when she saw one of the Ozes. He had longish brown hair, and he was very much taller than her, probably over five feet, and not to mention she suddenly felt very short. She spoke quickly in a quiet voice. "Sorry. I didn't see where I was going. So very sorry."
Jack then rushed around him and towards the Chorus class, the one she hated the most. She couldn't sing, and on top of that she was now nervous about being around the guy she had bumped into. She was embarrassed, one of her few weaknesses. She rushed into the class and took her usual seat, the one in the far right corner.