Asian // calum hood

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Plop.

Calum looked curiously at the paper airplane before looking around to see who threw it. A girl sitting in the back of the room came to mind, glaring daggers into him.

Oh great, a red headed girl who threw paper airplanes with impeccable aim was glaring at him and gesturing for him to open said paper airplane.

It could be more bullies, or more hate. It could be death threats or...

What would be the smartest course of action?

He opened it.

'Hey Asian boy, can you and your posse shut up?'

Calum stared with disbelief at the piece of paper.

Asian? Asian? He wasn't Asian.

'For the last fucking time, I'm Kiwi, not Asian!'

He carefully folded it back up and threw it back at the girl.

He watched as the girl opened it, rolled her eyes, and scribbled something down. Minutes later, her response laid on his desk.

'Yeah yeah, what ever you say Asian guy. Now can you please shut up?'

Oh boy.