If I were in My Hero Academia- Redo

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Tuesday
When I woke up, the whole house was dark. I could hear Aizawa on the phone with someone. They were obviously talking about me.
" Yeah, I took in this random kid that randomly appeared at the highschool I work at. Is that legal? No? Can I keep her? Why? What do you mean scurvy is going around? yes- yes ma'am, I know what scurvy is"
I creeped up towards Aizawa's door frame.
"Complications associated with long-term, untreated scurvy include severe jaundice, which is the yellowing of your skin and eyes. generalized pain, tenderness, and swelling. It also includes hemolysis, a type of anemia where red blood cells break down." I whispered.
" Aria? Was that you or a robber informing me on scurvy"
" It's just me"
" Go away, I'm on the phone"
I didn't hear anything after that.
8:50 am.
I was in class early. Because Aizawa told me that I could bring a book or something to class today, I brought a whole 1,118 page book.
" What the hell is that?"
" It."
" What is it?"
" The book is called it. It's about a clown dude who murders children. It's not John Wayne Gacy, it's good though"
" Why are you so violent?"
" Because I run off of blood, sugar, knives, and fire"
" Yeah, I will never understand you"
" Good"
9:03 am.

" Because your principal hates me so much, he put us in charge of rescuing Endeavor from the league of villains," Aizawa complained.
" Sensei? Aria definitely shouldn't go," Midoriya complained too.
" Oh shut up, I did ballet for five years and gymnastics for three months," I told Midoriya.
" I don't want to hear it, both of you shut up"
" Oh come on!"
" I had to listen to you rant about scurvy for five minutes straight before I decided that was concerning enough to lock my door"
" It's just scurvy, what's the big deal? " I said.
" Not the point," Aizawa responded.
" Why can't we leave him there?" Todoroki asked.
" You know, Todoroki, I agree with you. The only reason we have to get him is because he's the number two hero" Aizawa said.
" But he's a child and a wife beater. Shouldn't he be the number two inmate?"
" Yeah, he abused my brother until he died"
" See?"
" What?"
" Mr Aizawa, we should go! The hero awaits!" Ida exclaimed very loudly.
" Shut the fuck up Ida, I don't know how you're so full of energy at nine o'clock in the morning" I told him.
" Okay, let's tone down the language and you can go get your shit on," Aizawa told us.
" How is that fair to us?" I asked.
" Nothings fair," Aizawa told us.
" True" I thought out loud.
We all left and got into our suits.
" Hey Aria, do you have a hero costume?" Mina asked.
" I have a spiderman suit?"
" Okay, that works I guess"
" What are all the scars on your arms?"
Shit.
" Oh! Um, back where I live, we have two cats" I lied.
" But they don't look like cat scratches?" Tsuyu asked.
" Maybe you have glaucoma?" I asked.
" Rude, that's offensive," Mina said.
" You're being mean to me, isn't it only fair I return the favor back?" I asked
" I guess, but how was it offensive to you?"
" I guess I just overreacted"
" Aria, are you hiding something from us? You can tell us anything!" Tsuyu said.
" You already know everything you don't need to know about me, what else do you need?" I asked.
" Do you cut?" Mina asked.
" What?"
"Do you cut?" Mina asked again.
I started playing scenarios out in my overreacting mind. One where they find out, one where they don't find out, and one where they tell Aizawa and they take me out of the school and put me in an orphanage.
" I'm done getting dressed, I'll talk to you later"
" Oh, okay!"
I left the locker room, and sat against the wall.
Aizawa came up to me and sat down across the wall from me.
I tried not to notice he was there by keeping my head down.
" Are you excited?"
I kept my head down, trying not to let my tears out.
I tried not to breathe either. My breathing patterns always give away my emotions.
" Not talking to me?"
I continued to hold my breath and keep my head down.
" I just want to help you get back home"
I breathed, and all my tears came spilling out.
I cried.
" Are you okay?"
Aizawa got up and sat next to me instead of across from me.
" I'm never okay," I reminded him.
I still had my head down, just now I was crying and breathing and talking.
" That was quite the rhetorical question, wasn't it?" Aizawa asked.
" Yeah, it was," I laughed a little bit.
I put my head up.
I'm an ugly crier. My nose and eyes were bright red, and I was still tearing.
" What happened?"
" They asked me if I was a cutter. They saw my old scars. They know"
Aizawa looked at me like I was Presentation Micheal.
" A cutter?"
" Yeah, they saw my old scars from when I cut myself in cooking class"
" On accident or?"
" Purpose. I didn't want to live anymore so I cut myself"
" And they saw?"
" They saw my legs too"
" What happened to your legs?"
" There's a four inch purple scar on my knee from when my brother pushed me onto a pile of sticks. They thought it was self harm too"
" Some people are just dumb"
" Stupid"
" Both"
I laughed.
" I never thought I would admit that. It happened in sixth grade, just a few months ago actually"
" A few months ago?"
" I'm sure time paused. I'll be twelve in July, and I would be going into seventh grade"
" Still so young to have so many issues"
" You went through them too. That's how you got the monoamine oxidase inhibitors. I don't forget these kinds of things,"
" Sure you do. You have to eventually"
I wasn't crying anymore.
" I can tell when you're upset. It's your breathing patterns"
" I know"
I sneezed.
" Any chance you have Allegra?"
" I don't get seasonal allergies"
" Oh. I do, so that's inconvenient"
At this point, everyone was coming out of the locker rooms.
Mina and Tsuyu were talking. When they walked by me and Aizawa, they stared.
" Did Nezu actually say I could go here?"
" Not yet, this is your test"
" I don't know my quirk"
" That's the test"
" Holy shit. This was all staged?" I looked at Aizawa.
He stood up.
" No, Endeavor was actually kidnapped. Nezu thought this was the perfect opportunity to see how you do though"
I stood up.
" Let's go fight some Bitch-assness" I said.

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