So I don't want to be a spoil sport for anyone who hasn't read the Manga.... but for anyone who has read the Quincy Arc.... just know when the comeback came I literally cried.
I know pretty crazy right, but Dae-chan can vouch for me on that one. My sister was there for all my fangirl moments (The almighty hand) and my crying, which lasted for two or three days....
Enough emotional stuff from me!
This Chapter is a special, and an apology from me for taking SO LONG to update... believe it or not I actually have 2 stories on FF.net that I haven't updated in over a year. I still think about them, but I am just stuck on where to continue to get to where I need it to be.
Now for all of you Awesome readers! ON WITH THE STORY!
<————————————————————>Monday Week 1-
9 year old Dairin and Anatsu walked into Gillian elementary school with their book bags on their backs. Dairin was excited to start her day at school, and ran to their class. Anatsu on the other hand was dreading school, as she dragged her feet hoping her dad would take her back home.
Dairin had wore the outfit her mom picked out for her. She turned around and waved excitedly at her dad, before grabbing Anatsu's hand and dragging her twin to class.
After they both walked into class Anatsu put her book-bag in its place and sat in her chair. She let her wavy amethyst locks cover her face and arms, so she looked like a blob of purple hair, leaning on her desk.
After 5 more minutes, Dairin walked back to her seat on the left of Anatsu. She looked at her twin and noticed the tomboy had dozed off, so she turned and began to talk to one of the many friends she had in class.
"Alright little ones! Get in your seats and look up here, we have a new student joining us today!" Mrs. Kitomi announced to her class, and waved the new kid in.
Dairin looked up and seen a blue haired boy walk into class with a look of irritation on his face. She quickly elbowed her twin in the side, waking her up before the teacher noticed.
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