❝It was a secret I never
thought I was keeping... ❞
❝Like an...oblivious secret❞
or
In which a bright young
girl who was always
curious of the little things
felt alone and unloved,
until she shared thos...
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"She's a hard girl to please after all."
･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.
It's been quite a while since Anne's been attending class, and I could perceive how troubled Vera and Diana are about that. I feel as though it is my fault since that's the thing that Vera causes me to feel.
Since the time Anne's gone, Vera has fended off pushing me off and dismissing my opportunity for conversation. The girl is too muddled to understand but too powerful not to try.All I needed was to have a well-disposed relationship with her. She's making it so difficult to succeed.
I arrived sooner than usual to the school since Ms. Kincannon showed up before the expected time to watch my father. She wanted me to enjoy school and not stress over him since she's paying special attention to him, which is an extremely kind action for her to do.
I was unable to communicate how much assistance she's been to this family, my family.
I entered the school building with the boys messing about as usual and the girls, well, talking. I don't have the daintiest idea about what they do or talk about, so who am I to assume?
When Vera and Diana entered together, my consideration focused on them. specifically, Vera. The boy's goofy conversations began to blur when I caught her gaze, which she immediately dodged when it met with mine. Every time that occurs, she rapidly looks over to the girls, uncomfortably and nervously, who consistently toss a frightful gander at her. which never fails to keep me pondering.
When Mr. Phillips entered the room, we as a whole sat in our seats. which means class is about to begin. Since the time Anne left, Diana sat by Vera, keeping her company.
"Open your book to Chapter 12. As I said yesterday, we will be reading Romeo and Juliet. I will pick one each from the boys and girls who will play Romeo and Juliet, at the balcony scene. " Mr. Phillips's details came as he strolled around the classroom aisle, looking at various events at Prissy. "Diana, Juliet. "Gilbert, Romeo," he followed.
I stood up, taking one final look at the booklet, while Diana stood shakingly with the booklet in her grip. After I started the scene, the ball was in Diana's court. She was impeded by Mr. Phillips, who ordered her to put down the booklet since he gave out clear instructions to memorize the exchanges.
But-But Mr. Phillips, I was unable to recollect the trades for the scene. "I'm profoundly grieved," she conceded, with her head facing the ground.
Did anyone of the girls hold the given-out dialogues? Lift your hand if you did. " His tone seemed as though he was worn out by the class's criticism and sluggishness. For what it's worth, only two hands climbed recognizable, which were Vera's and Prissy's.
