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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑╰┈➤First day of school great

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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑╰┈➤First day of school great. I was already running a bit late. I dropped my little brother, Jonathan, off at his school and made my way to Aoba Johsai High.

When I got there, Audrey and Iwaizumi stood at the front door with a bored expression on their face and of course Oikawa being surrounded by girls. God is there ever a day he's never crowded by group of girls. I let out a sigh and walked over to Audrey and Iwaizumi. I'm so sorry that I'm late, I stated trying to catch my breath. No worries, we still have a solid ten minutes, Iwaizumi reassures me.

Oikawa then walked over to the three of us. God, who knew talking to people is so breath taking, Oikawa whined. Iwaizumi shot a glare causing shivers up his spine. I calmed myself down and asked, Where to now? Well, we can start by finding out our homeroom classes, Audrey suggested. We all nodded and headed into the build.

We headed over to the principal's office and got out schedule printed out.

Are you kidding me?, I mumbled to myself. I looked over at the three to see one with a grin on his face. Looks like we have the same homeroom, Oikawa sang. Shut the fuck up, I playfully punch Oikawa in the chest. On the other hand, Audrey and Iwaizumi were relived that they didn't have the same homeroom as Oikawa. But a few of their other classes do have Oikawa. Homeroom was always longer than all the other classes so that's why most people hated it the most.

Hey, if you're able to come out of class today without no complains from Oikawa, I'll pay for your lunch, Iwaizumi chuckled. Deal, I replied back. The bell than rang loudly along Aoba Johsai's hallway. We bid our farewells till lunch and Oikawa and I made our way to our class.

When I had gotten to my homeroom class, a few people were already sitting down and when I mean people I meant Oikawa's fan girls. As Oikawa and I made our way to the back of the class to sit down, a few girls smirk and signaled him to sit next to them, but he had completely ignore them. Sometimes during lunch, he would always complain about how clingy and cringe his fangirls were.

I sat down by the window seat while Oikawa sat right beside me. More people started to come into the classroom and sat down. Our sensei then came in and got everyone's attention. Boy will this be a long day.

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Semi made his way to class with his two teammates. Satori Tendōu and Ōhira Reon. He had earned a couple of stares and looks, but he had completely ignore them. He bid his goodbyes and headed into his classroom. Semi sat down in his assign seat and waited for his teacher to come.

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You over there, stand up and read page 346 in your text book, our sensei ordered.

A girl from the front row stood up and began reading from her text book. I placed a journal over my text book and began doodling. Psst L/n, Oikawa whispered. What Shittykawa?, I replied back. Nothing I just wanted to annoy you, Oikawa smirked in remark. Why you- Oikawa, L/n, is there something you wanted to tell the class?, our sensei look directly at us.

No ma'am, Oikawa replied bluntly. I glared over at him and back to my journal. God, how am I going to survival through the day with this annoying bastard.

Homeroom class has finished quite faster than I thought. I shrug my shoulders and packed up my things. I still had about one more class until lunch break. Oikawa and I then made our way to our theater class where we reunited again with our other two friends, Audrey and Iwaizumi.

Never thought I'll see you guys here, Audrey smiled. Welp let's take our seats before we get yelled at, Oikawa sat down in the chair in front of him. Way to kill the moment, I muttered. Iwaizumi sat on the left side of a Oikawa while Audrey sat on the right side of Oikawa and I sat right next to Audrey.

Class began as normal and everything. The teacher teaching and the students secretly chatting. Well, everything was going normal until the end.

We have about thirty minutes of classes left so I'll be explaining the play our class will present in two weeks, the teacher announced to everyone. The four of us widen our eyes and practically almost choked on the air. But why do we have to put on a play so early? It's only the first day of school, a boy shouted out.

Well, the principal thought it would be a good idea and plus it will be an open play so anybody will be welcome to join us, our teacher said. I groaned until Oikawa raised his hand and asked, what kind of play is it?

It shall be a Beauty and the Beast play and no need to audition because I will be choosing who will be the lead, Kaede-Sensei replied. (Yes the teacher name is kaede and he is a boy) Great, now all I have to do is let Oikawa get chosen along with one of his fangirls, I thought to myself. L/n and Iwaizumi, Kaede-Sensei called out unexpectedly.

Huh?, I whispered to myself. You two will be the staring lead, he said proudly. I nearly had a heart attack hearing that I got the lead. What the actually fuck. I then stared over at Iwaizumi who had already been staring at me. He seemed kinda nervous since I knew that he hated drama. Why couldn't Oikawa be chosen instead?, Audrey whispered. Yeah he loves drama than anyone else, Iwaizumi whispered back.

What about everyone else?, Oikawa shouted. They will be all the other characters, Kaede replied. Can I be the assistant instead?, Audrey called out. Sure why not? I do probably need one anyway.

God, first day of school and my life is already ruin. The bell than rang for lunchtime. Before you guys head out, I'll hand you all this paper as a schedule, our teacher said grabbing a stack of paper from his desk. I grabbed my backpack and walked down the stair of the theater to grabbed a sheet of paper from his hand and made my way out. Kill me already, Iwaizumi and I both said while Oikawa laughed and Audrey constantly smacking Oikawa in the back of the head.

Life is already hell.

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