Charles felt a rather rapid and annoying tapping on his right shoulder. He turned around and saw an equally annoying girl behind him. Quite the little pocket rocket she was. This one seemed like a real troublemaker. Nobody in the school, save for Chet, was brazen enough to approach him like that. 

[color=gold]"Excuse me but who are you?"[/color] asked Charles.

Before one of his sycophants could launch an insult Charles silenced him with a simple hand gesture. He wanted to know what this little person had to say for herself.