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There I am, running through the halls of a first day of tenth grade that promised failure, and I'm not wrong completely.
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Over there is my idiot best friend, Misaki.

Well, Misaki is like "I am the most educated and a good example you will see in your life" or "I am the best friend" blah blah blah blah, things like that.

-She arrives and sits behind her friend- pts pts nana- she whispered.-

--I take a quick glance at the classroom door, praying to all existing gods that the math teacher doesn't come in yet.-What Misaki? -She whispered When I turn around in the chair.

- I was wondering if you did the math work, the last of the roots- He whispered and smiled.

-Math? Job? That work- I remain static, horrified by my own memory, You never serve me when I need you !, I think- I did not do it and that teacher hates me! - I whispered desperately.

-His smile disappeared "like you didn't do it!? .. I need it!" He despaired.

-And I also! Why didn't you do it !? If I fail it's your fault! - I imagine myself failing, failing to graduate and have to drop out of school to work in a supermarket, and die in a robbery.How paranoid are you being Nanami! I thought.

- Hey don't blame me! I just thought you would have missed it so don't worry! And now what do I do !? My mom is going to kill me! - He was more upset.

-was about to answer when the classroom door opened with its characteristic squeak, the room fell silent and only a few heels echoed through the classroom. I turned quickly and sat upright just as the teacher left her purse in the back of the chair. that woman is young and beautiful, in addition to her fantastic style. Too bad she is grumpy, and hates everyone! -good morning, class-greeting with her hoarse and dry voice-I hope you have done the job you I sent them a couple of days ago-when looking away I found a pair of brown eyes hidden behind the teacher, she was looking at all the students carefully, as if wanting to record it in their brain, until they stopped at me. She stared at me and then cocked her head, causing strands of violet hair to come into view. The teacher spoke but did not care, until she mentioned the mysterious girl behind her, there I turned my eyes to the teacher-she is Nero gaotome, she moved a few days ago to this school. For what will be her new Companion, treat her well, I will not tolerate mistreatment. Do you understand? Well, let's start class. -The teacher sent gaotome to one of the seats in front and began a long talk about clearing the "x" or something like that.

- WOW she's pretty- Misaki whispered.

-Gaotome took a seat in front of the two.

- Yes ... but hey, what do we do with the work that you didn't do and will I fail because of responsibility? - I joke in a low voice, looking at him for over my shoulder.

-I don't know ... will it be necessary to deliver it today? - I speak in a low voice.

-I don't know ...- the teacher names me and for a second I thought she would I would catch talking to Misaki, but she was taking list. What a scare-present! -I speak when she reacted.

- Hey but ... And if we ask him if he gives us another chance? - He spoke to me in a low voice.

-She hates me after "poisoning" her with the blackberry pie I gave her for Teacher's Day. How would she know that she is allergic to blackberries! She will not give me a chance, maybe you will because she and your mother are good friends, but not me, ”I whisper. I pout annoyed. And I look ahead.
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was scared when the teacher started going through each desk, collecting everyone's work. When she reached mine, she held out her open palm to me.
I looked at my feet and whispered "I didn't, sorry." She looked at me annoyed- Stay after class, Momozono- she looked at Misaki expectantly and shook her head. The teacher made a face - you too, everyone! - turned on her heels and went to the desk, continuing with the class.