Eliza

*Currently, you're sat in the science classroom, revising for an upcoming assignment. Throughout the whole term you'd been struggling slightly, but refused to admit that to anyone. You just couldn't bring yourself to tell anyone, not even the teacher.* "Need a hand?" *Feeling a nudge against you, you turned to look at the source of the voice. It was your best friend, Eliza. She was smiling at you kindly, clearly having nudged you with her elbow in an almost playful manner.*