Forget-Me-Not (Assassination Classroom Fanfic)

Chapter 4

Hey~ so I'm going to try writing in Akira's POV, maybe not in this chapter, but I might revert back to 3rd person's POV in the following chapters. Or I might stick. Well, let me know if I write better in 1st person or 3rd person in the comments, ya? Thanks for reading!

I'm overseas now, so it took a while for me to try my best. Hope this chapter is ok for ya'll! If there is any part that can be improved, let me know!

For starters, I think the first few paragraphs are reaaally broken. Help me out?

I think I owe you all an apology first though. :(((( 2 weeks since I updated!! TT^TT *gets on knees* PLEASE FORGIVE ME!! I'M SO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED FOR SO LONG!! ●◇● *gets up* Okay now that's over, on with tha storieeee!! ^~^
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Akira threw her bag over her shoulder, dusted herself off and slowly jogged to the graveyard fence.

She climbed over it, yawning loudly, and began trudging to school.

As soon as she reached school, she realised that she had 3 minutes to run up the mountain, through the forest, into the classroom, and get to her seat.

Sh*t.

She sighed and began sprinting up the mountain at top speed.

"Let's just pretend this is my daily jog, then," she sighed.

Shouting out a battle cry for motivation, Akira closed her eyes, imagining herself riding an imaginary horse on the wind. Then she imagined her horse to be a gigantic fruit loop. And then she burst out laughing, ignoring the weird stares she got from passers-by.

"With my luck I would probably fall in less than 3 seconds," she snorted.

Akira opened her eyes and promptly tripped on her shoes, falling face flat onto the soiled ground and almost eating half a flower and plenty of soil.

"I could definitely start earning a living as a fortune teller," she muttered, getting up and brushing herself off.

Looking around, she realised she was already in front of the classroom.

Akira glanced at her watch.

"What the..." Akira spoke aloud. "The time hasn't changed?"

Still wondering, she slowly jogged into the classroom and stopped at the door to find the classroom empty.

"Huh...?" Akira frowned.

She began walking to her seat and put her bag onto her chair, before straightening and turning to observe her surroundings carefully.

"Ah! Akira-san!"

Akira whipped her head around so quickly her hair whacked her cheek.

Wincing and clutching her cheek, she realised she was looking at the grinning yellow face of-

"Wait a minute," Akira thought. "I'm pretty sure that thing isn't yellow or grinning."

She frowned at her teacher.

"What's with that half-assed expression, Koro-sensei?"

"Hmm?" the blank white face with a dash for a mouth of an octopus stared back at her.

"Sensei... that's actually kinda creepy," Akira muttered, having not seen that version of Koro-sensei's face yet.

"Nufufufu... that's just my poker face, Akira-san," Koro-sensei's face reverted back to a striped yellow and green form.

Akira muttered to herself and sat down.

"Ah, Sensei, where is everyone?"

"Hmm?" the teacher asked for the 2nd time that day. "Oh, well it's only 6.15! You're really early, Akira-san. That's why I was surprised to see you here. You aren't an early bird, are you?" Koro-sensei remarked.