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Chapter 2
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"Excuse me?!?" Lisa tried to keep her calm,obviously failing.The girl glared at her,and stood up.
"What do u want?"
Lisa slightly laughed a twisted laugh,and shot another death glare.
"What do I want? I want u to go be a whore somewhere else and leave my boyfriend alone,got it?!" Lisa was barely ever angry,so this was a shock to everyone. The girl snarled,and went to stempel, punch Lisa,but stoped mid-air,and walked away,feeling everyone glaring at her. Lisa smiled,and hugged Damien,the others still not sure of what to say.
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The volgende dag started off slowly.It seemed like the first blocked took forever until the first block English teacher got a phonecall in the middle of class,his face immediantly brightening up.
"Oh really? Send them in,my class is so dead...No,they aren't literally dead u mor-I'm sorry! I meant that the class is so lifeless- Wrong choice of words again?! God! Fine,just send them in..." Mr.Kyoa hung up the phone,and looked up at the class. "Ok! We have....wait....how many did they say?...1..2..3..no..wait...yes?....No...2! 2 new students! How wonderful,right?"Mr.Kyoa zei with a smile,making the class once again vraag the sanity of their teacher. A few minuten later,one of the new students walked in shyly,wearing a fake pair of wolf ears and a tail.He had light blue-ish hair,and wore a purple-ish sweater.He blushed,and looked down. Mr.Kyoa looked at him. "And your name is?" He zei smiling,looking at the boy. The boy blushed,looking down more.
"L-lyle..." He said,looking down
"Oh,what a cute name!"Mr.Kyoa smiled brightly,restricting himself from hugging Lyle.
"...Where is the other one?" Mr.Kyoa asked,looking at the door,jumping slightly when it opened,revealing a white haired boy.His face was adorned with scars,and his white hair was worn in a braid.His mixmatched eyes scanned the classroom,making Lyle shake slightly.He scared him.
"And what's your name?"Mr.Kyoa asked,his smile not fading as the boy glared at him.
"...Adrian." He zei with a thick Russian accent,taking his zitplaats, stoel without a word.
Buster didn't know what to say,other than he could already tell he and Lyle would get along.
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To be continued
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(Sorry it's so short)
Chapter 2
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"Excuse me?!?" Lisa tried to keep her calm,obviously failing.The girl glared at her,and stood up.
"What do u want?"
Lisa slightly laughed a twisted laugh,and shot another death glare.
"What do I want? I want u to go be a whore somewhere else and leave my boyfriend alone,got it?!" Lisa was barely ever angry,so this was a shock to everyone. The girl snarled,and went to stempel, punch Lisa,but stoped mid-air,and walked away,feeling everyone glaring at her. Lisa smiled,and hugged Damien,the others still not sure of what to say.
--
The volgende dag started off slowly.It seemed like the first blocked took forever until the first block English teacher got a phonecall in the middle of class,his face immediantly brightening up.
"Oh really? Send them in,my class is so dead...No,they aren't literally dead u mor-I'm sorry! I meant that the class is so lifeless- Wrong choice of words again?! God! Fine,just send them in..." Mr.Kyoa hung up the phone,and looked up at the class. "Ok! We have....wait....how many did they say?...1..2..3..no..wait...yes?....No...2! 2 new students! How wonderful,right?"Mr.Kyoa zei with a smile,making the class once again vraag the sanity of their teacher. A few minuten later,one of the new students walked in shyly,wearing a fake pair of wolf ears and a tail.He had light blue-ish hair,and wore a purple-ish sweater.He blushed,and looked down. Mr.Kyoa looked at him. "And your name is?" He zei smiling,looking at the boy. The boy blushed,looking down more.
"L-lyle..." He said,looking down
"Oh,what a cute name!"Mr.Kyoa smiled brightly,restricting himself from hugging Lyle.
"...Where is the other one?" Mr.Kyoa asked,looking at the door,jumping slightly when it opened,revealing a white haired boy.His face was adorned with scars,and his white hair was worn in a braid.His mixmatched eyes scanned the classroom,making Lyle shake slightly.He scared him.
"And what's your name?"Mr.Kyoa asked,his smile not fading as the boy glared at him.
"...Adrian." He zei with a thick Russian accent,taking his zitplaats, stoel without a word.
Buster didn't know what to say,other than he could already tell he and Lyle would get along.
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To be continued
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(Sorry it's so short)
