Half & Half (My Hero Academia Fan Fic)

Chapter 15

I walk into present mic's english class with the over looming doom of failure hanging over me. 

How did I ever turn into the one who's scared of an English test? When my first language IS english- I swear I am losing my mind. 

Sliding into my seat i hum softly as everyone else walks in. 

a few minutes pass of everyone talking while i sit watching enjoying myself. 

sitting quietly like this, something about it always feels so relaxing 

present mic comes bursting through the door loud like always

welp time to fail- 

"ITSSS TEST TIME!!! Also Valkyrie please go to Principal Nezu's office." 

Everyone shuts up. and turns to me. 

fantastic- i hate being the center of attention

What? Why me? 

I stand up feeling everyone's gaze on me

not what i wanted today not what i wanted today

what did i do? 

AND ENGLISH TEST WOULD BE BETTER THAN THIS

i quickly shuffle out of class and pull the door open walking into the hallway

wait wait Valkyrie think think what on earth could we have done?

oh my god you dumbass you have done nothing

WAIT WAIT OH LORD TELL ME ITS NOT THE TIME I WENT TO GO ON THE ROOF THATS TECHNICALLY TRESPASSING I THINK- 

-flashback- 

The rain pounds my back as I walk around to the other side of the roof. 

it is so nice up here when it rains 

i let the water soak into my uniform  as it sticks to my skin 

its not really like i care 

i lay down letting the water hit me

it has been such an awful day, hasn't it? 

everyone says this typhoon is bad, yes i get the flooding but not the whole depressing argument. It makes me feel like I'm back at home. 

the only bad part of this typhoon is for some reason it makes my storm quirk go crazy... luckily i can still do well without it 

i guess this is indeed the perks of having 3 quirks now isn't it? 

"Mind if i join you?" a soft hum comes from next to me pulling me out of my thoughts. 

I look over to see Shoto laying down next to me. 

"hm, why not. as long as you don't mind being pelted in the face by the rain." 

he does not reply. 

its not really like it matters, he is pretty quiet most of the time so i guess i wont care. 

"Why are you up here?" he questions almost under his breath. 

"thinking." i mean its not a lie, i truly was lost in my own thoughts. 

He nods

"The rain is sort of relaxing, yet most of the time i see you in it you willingly let yourself soak in the rain." he says. 

...yeah I'm used to it by now... after what happened to me after everything i was told as a kid, its normal... running away in the rain and my poor mom bringing me back home and making me food that i like-