Mrs. Ivanova walked up and down the aisles. She stopped at Maxim’s desk. "Excellent work as always, Maxim," she said. Then she looked at Sasha. "And Sasha... how interesting. You’ve even copied the tiny coffee stain Maxim has on his margin."
Maxim didn't say a word. He just slowly unzipped his backpack and pulled out a notebook that seemed to glow with perfection. He placed it on the corner of his desk. A line formed immediately. It was the "Great 4-A Handover." spisat domashneju rabotu po matematike 4 a klass
Maxim sighed. "Next time, guys," he whispered, "maybe leave out the stains." " he whispered
"Just five minutes, Maxim!" Sasha pleaded, grabbing the notebook. He began to (copy) the homework at lightning speed. His pencil blurred across the paper. Maxim!" Sasha pleaded
