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Patricia Crossed out is a teenage girl who woke up from the dead and started a new life on the planet Legalola in the Truelanian Empire. She was adopted by the greatest hero of the Empire, Truelania herself and thought this was her hap...
The door handle was pushed down and the door flew open. Dave, along with Ray, were now on the floor in the door frame as Jack and Laura watched.
"Dave you fucking idiot!" Laura scolded.
"Shut up, Laura. Get off me, Drako." He said breathlessly.
Ray simply got up and Dave right after rubbing his lower back with a grunt.
Miss Yami simply stared, hardly surprised.
"They're fine." I said and flicked my hand.
"They're in on our plan?" She asked.
"Well, almost-"
"Yes, all of us, Miss Yami." Laura said.
I was surprised. It seems that Laura's with us too. I smiled.
"Then come take a seat." She said.
The rest came in and sat down in the classroom. Miss Yami stood up and walked in front of the blackboard.
"Listen, everyone. We only have a few minutes left, so I'll make this quick. Some of you are part of after-school clubs, so instead of meeting me back here, I want you to come to the ancient arena around 5 PM. We won't do much yet. This is just a start." She explained.
"There is lots of space and equipment there. I made sure everything was there yesterday. We won't do any training just yet. We'll just go over the basics of what must be done and what we must know." She added.
"Understood?"
We all nodded. Jack raised his hand.
"Yes, Jack?" She turned her attention to him.
"Will we also talk about expanding what we have already planned?" He asked, calm as ever.
"Well, if we get this far and there is a new idea, then yes, we might as well." She answered and the bell rang.
She told us to get to our last lesson of the day and to have fun. It's art class. My favorite class. However, on a rare occasion, I'm depressed this lesson. I may be pretty good at drawing and I enjoy it as a hobby, but my arm is once again stopping me.
"God damn it, how can everything I love just be taken away from me because of one limb?!" I angrily cried on my knees.
Ray tried comforting me as Jack doodled something on his paper next to me.
"This is such bullshit!" I dramatically added and got back up into my seat.
For the whole lesson, I watched Ray draw. She may not be as good as me, but it's still cute. She always asks me for advice if there is anythingshe could change or add. The lesson ended and Jack suddenly handed me the paper he was randomly doodling on. It's a picture of a cat.
"I hope this makes you feel a little better despite your situation." He plainly said and left.
I was stunned. Everyone at this point knows how much I love cats.
"THANK YOU, JACKIE!" I screamed after him.
The others went home as well and I stayed. It's designer club time! Here it's all about fashion. This club was Annies idea and she's the leader. At first, I was hoping for an art club, but this works too. It's quite fun if you're someone who loves to plan stuff.
And the best part? It's in the basement of the school. It has multiple rooms, too. This means we can be as loud as we like. Miss Yami is our supervisor in this club, but only comes around 3 times throughout the whole hour to check on us. We could probably bring alcohol and throw a party without anyone noticing.
Alongside the designer club, today also the music club is here. It's very convenient because they always leave the door open in the basement and we can hear them play. It's mostly jazz, though. So if we're not in the mood, we just close our door and turn on our own music per Bluetooth.
As I walked downstairs and through the door, Annie was already there.
