Push & Pull- Karate Kid 2010

ꕥ Guilt ꕥ

Bold-Mandarin/Chinese
Normal-English
Italics- Thoughts

Edited

TW!- Mentions of Death

'Studio Art?!

This can't be right...

Kiara stared at the schedule, wondering how she was placed in the one class she didn't want to be in. She sighed heavily as the warning bell sounded through the school. She looked at the doors of each classroom on the second floor until she read 'studio art' on one of the doors. She stepped inside and saw a younger looking man, possibly in his late twenties, early thirties. His wavy, jet black hair had a few loose pieces hanging by his eyes. He had an undercut and loose fitting pants with a plain white t-shirt.

"Excuse me?" She said to the man. She looked at Kiara with a plain look, but his face immediately lit up.

"Hm? Oh! You must be my new student. Kiara, right?" The man said brightly as he stuck out his hand.

"Yes sir" Kiara said shaking his hand, which was much bigger than hers.

"Pleasure to meet you, my name is Mr. Zhao" He said.

"I believe there has been a mistake. I was supposed to take another foreign language elective in this period." She said showing him the schedule. He took it in his hands and looked at it.

"At least that's what my mom told me" Kiara said.

Did she sign me up for this class?
No. I asked her not to

"Ah, I know what it is. The class you registered for is very popular. Mrs. Po probably put you in this class because it has the least amount of students" he explained. Kiara nodded.

"No one takes this class. They say I'm too harsh" Mr. Zhao said.

"Oh" Kiara said.

"Well, you can take a seat anywhere and we'll get started" Mr. Zhao said with a smile. Kiara lightly smiled back and walked to an empty seat in the corner of the room, closest to the window.

She watched as about ten kids come into the classroom. The last person that came in looked in Kiara's direction and walked over to her. She had pale, yet warm skin, jet black wavy hair that came down to her shoulders and deep brown eyes that you could get lost in. The girl sat her things down and took out a piece of blank paper.

"Good afternoon guys. As you may know already, we have a new student with us" Mr. Zhao began. Kiara almost rolled her eyes. The one thing she hated about being the new kid at school is that teachers would always ask her to introduce herself.

"Would you mind introducing yourself?" Mr. Zhao said gesturing her to stand.

Noooo!
Damn!
I hate being the new kid

Kiara stood to her feet and repeated the same thing she said in her four other classes. She quickly took her seat as people turned back towards Mr. Zhao.

"Do your best to make Kiara feel welcome" he said with a warm look. He went on to explain about what they were doing in class.

"I hate when teachers put new people on the spot. Like they're trying to embarrass them" Kiara heard. She looked to her right and saw the same girl from before talking to her.

Alright, I'll be nice

"Right. Maybe I wanted to fly under the radar" Kiara said.

"Can't happen. Let me guess, every last one of your teachers has asked you to introduce yourself?" The girl asked.