Chapter Thirteen: Hashi

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Becky Blackbell was Anya's most important friend, she had stuck by her most of her life, but wow that girl was delusional.

"I think Damian is staring at you Anya" her eyes glimmering with excitement as she whispered to her friend,  Anya's reaction was to be expected,
"ew" she replied with a sour look on her face, her eyebrows furrowed in disgust.

"Oh come on Anya, you have to admit, he has become pretty cute" Becky teased, smirking mischievously.
"Damian is the last thing i think of when you say the word Cute" Anya rolled her eyes.

Emilie struts into the classroom uninvited as usual a mischievous expression plastered on her attractive face.

"Da-mi-an" she singsonged as she sat beside him, batting her eyelashes at him sweetly, he felt a shiver roll down his spine, the girl was evil, and really annoying.

He groaned, shifting in his seat uncomfortably, "What do you want baguette girl?" He asked

"What? I can't come see you? Aren't we friends?" She asked sweetly, remaining calm under Damian's Icicle glare.

"Class, is about to start you need to go back to YOUR class" he snapped at her before turning his attention to the window, the trees completely bare, not a leaf in sight.

She doesn't protest, not wanting to start a scene, turning on her heel and strutting out of classroom.

Anya is staring holes into him at this point, despite hating his guts she couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic towards him, he was constantly being pestered by money/fame hungry people.

"Class Please settle down, I have an announcement to make" Mr Henderson said, standing infront of the class.

"You all might already be aware" Mr Henderson started, the students perk up with attention.

"The school trip, is organised for Next week" he announced clasping his hands together

"Will we be choosing our own groups sir!" A student asks

"No, you are to be organised into groups of 6 to tour the area with" he said, a sea of groans and sounds of chairs scooting on the linoleum floor, envelope the classroom.

Becky turned to Anya, her pigtails falling over shoulders as she turned, "I want to be happy about this, but one, its freezing cold now, and two, we might get separated" Becky said quite quickly, hoping Anya picked up on what she had said so she wouldn't have to risk getting called out for speaking.

"I'm excited, I hear Kyoto has lots of cool old buildings" Anya says excitedly rubbing her cold hands together her slender manicured fingers creating friction between them.

"Oh, of course you're excited for the educational part" Becky said, a hint of sarcasm peaking in her tone, her eyes rolling slightly as she turned back towards the front of the class.

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I honestly didn't know what to call this chapter it's basically a bridge chapter so i called it bridge in Japanese

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