Guess what?
Klair?
Yes, yes. I said guess what?
Your the nicest person I've ever met?
I... What?
I mean you are. I have a pitiful life and you-
Stop right there, your life is not pitiful. Your dad is a asswipe but that is not your fault.
Klair, that's exactly what I was talking about.
Right, well you guessed wrong. As nice as your guess was.
I don't have another guess.
Sure you do, wrack your big brain.
What makes you think I have a big brain?
You actually do homework.
Alright, I guess you got something exciting in the mail?
Actually yes. Are you spying on me?
You told me to guess, what were you expecting. You even called me smart. Klair...
I'm kidding. So I got accepted! To the school I wanted.
Which school?
Westeria Art Academy, it's downtown.
I heard it was a bit of a dump, talented students though.
Yes and amazing teachers. And I was accepted!
That's great Klair.
Now I just need to finish saving.
For the tuition?
Yep, I'm about halfway there so by the time class starts I should have it all. Gosh I am so pumped!
You sound like it.
Don't laugh at me, I'm achieving my dreams. Not something most people can say.
True enough. It's just cute how excited you got.
I... Cute?
Sorry, I know I said no pressure.
That wasn't pressure Vicky that was a compliment.
Good.
Your awkward aren't you?
What? No. I have too much money to be called awkward.
Right. I need to tell my parents now.
You told me before your parents?
Don't get a big head.
Wouldn't dream of it. Hello? Oh, bye then.
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