Chapter 24 | Testing

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        I breathed in, the kid with blonde hair was eyeing me. He noticed that I was a mess, easily. I'm glad he noticed because I sure didn't. I ran to the staff bathrooms and looked in a mirror.

"Shit, where the fuck is my earring?" I touched my ear and groaned. It was there before I stepped out of the classroom to talk to Aizawa. Its probably just on the floor, then.

"I'll get it on my way back." I told myself and started to adjust my collar.

I brushed my hair with my fingers then flipped it left to right to fluffen and even it. A female teacher stepped in, heels clacking on the bathroom tile. She had indigo colored hair and wore rubies here and there. Holy shit, it's Midnight. I tried to ignore that I was half fangirling over her and continued to adjust myself in the mirror. She went in a stall and came out minutes later. Going to the sink next to me she took off her cuff bracelets and set them aside, washing her hands.

I finished up and washed my hands, she turned to grab her bracelets and one flew and hit the ground. I quickly bent down to grab it and she did the same. I stood up and held it out to her,

"Well aren't you sweet." She smiled.

My cheeks grew hot and she put the other one on, spinning on her heel to leave. I watched her in the corner of my eye and she stopped right before the exit,

"Oh, and welcome to UA." She smiled at me again.

I gave a small bow as she opened the door and left. I let out a big breath,

"Holy, wow. That was Midnight, fucking Nemuri Kayama." I said to myself and grinned, with my hands on the the sink sides. I think I could have just busted right there, she was so powerful. She was beautiful and had the most amazing power walk, she was an idol as I was growing up. I looked myself in the mirror and gave the biggest smile,

"You dumbass, you did it." I stood straight up, and I was NOT going to let a man like Aizawa, get in my way. What bothered me is that he thought he could just do that to me in front of my own class, of course I would be in tears. It felt like I had just been taken advantage of. It didn't feel great, but how could I be brought to tears by someone like him?

I was back in front of the class and I squatted down to the floor searching for my earring. In a way it would have been pretty easy to find, it was gold and a dangle. Although, I couldn't find it to my surprise. It was honestly missing, so I started to panic. These were expensive. Well that is if I were to have paid for them. They were around 400$ at some jewelry store years ago. I easily snatched them, I don't know how I wasn't caught but thats whatever.

"Dammit." I was searching the floor for about five minutes till I gave up.

I stood straight and opened the door stepping back into the classroom. It was surprisingly quiet, I smiled at that and sat back in my seat, as it gave a weak squeak. I sat in thought for a bit, this was the chair that All Might and Aizawa have sat in. It put a smile on my face to know that All Might has sat here.  I was never shown the second classroom, though. There were two classes, I know this one would only have one teacher teaching at a time. Then, the second glass would have two teachers teaching, which is where I would be with All Might and Aizawa. I missed it first hour so I didn't get to see where it was, I'll just have to find it myself.

A student with a head the shape of a bird raised their hand and stared at me, I snapped out of thought and nodded to them.

"I'm done." He said in a loud whisper. He seemed as though to have a plain kind of expression.

I pointed to a spot at the corner of my desk where a rectangular bin sat. He nodded and stood up.

I stood also, "Students, sorry to disturb you but, when you are done, turn your tests into this bin." I said aloud hinting to the corner of my desk.

The bell rung and class was over. I had a nice amount of time before I had to get to my last class, the awful one. My stomach sunk as I remember once again, it was with Aizawa and I would have to face him after what happened a little more than an hour ago.

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