The bell rang. The hungry pupils made a beeline for the canteen. Betty sighed as she took her place in the long queue, in front of her favourite noodle stall.

It would mean waiting for at least ten minutes, and she would have less time to work with her best friend, Angel, on their English project.

Holding her plate of chicken noodles, Betty made her way gingerly to a vacant seat at a table. Suddenly, she stumbled over something and lurched forward. The plate of noodles flew out of her hands and crashed to the ground, scattering strands of noodles everywhere.

Thankfully, no one was in her path or it would have been disastrous. Betty looked down and saw that one of her shoelaces had become undone and she had stepped on it.

Feeling embarrassed and awkward, Betty looked sheepishly around for a broom to sweep up the mess but someone had already beaten her to it. It was Angel who had certainly lived up to her name!