Effie squealed as she heard the hard crack of Miss Rogers' hand across Astrid's face.  Looking timidly up, she watched as the burning imprint of a hand slowly formed on the girls cheek.  She was about to offer some word of protest or comfort - even though the girl had slapped Effie only moments before, she did not wish to see anyone hurt or punished.<br/><br/>But as she began to open her mouth, she saw the look of loathing in Astrid's face towards her.  Effie shuffled on the ground feeling utterly humiliated and dejected.