~Lotus~

Chapter Two

Anya sighed.

She was in math class.

The worst class.

She wished that her teacher for this class was just a little bit more upbeat, rather than using a slow, monotonous voice.

Anya was a fairly average student. Her grades weren't the best, but they weren't the worst.

Most of her classes bored her, save for art class, where she thrived.

Her teacher was currently droning on about something about geometry, but Anya was too lost in thought to care.

That, and her teacher had already taught them this three times.

She sighed again before closing her eyes and losing herself to her dreamworld.

People often thought she had fallen asleep, but that just wasn't the case.

She was a daydreamer, and that often got her in trouble. 

She couldn't help it. She constantly dreamed of her perfect world, even though she knew there was no was to have a perfect anything.

Sure society can put a label on grades that get one hundred percent, or use math the find a "perfect"  face, but Anya knew that perfect only existed in ones mind.

The world she had dreamed was her perfect. 

She had her soulmate, her friends, and her own house.

Also like twenty dogs.

She was snapped out of her daydream when the bell signifying that class was over broke into her mind palace.

It was time to go to P.E.

Great.

Anya wasn't the best at sports. 

Actually, that was an understatement.

She was probably the least athletic person in her whole grade.

At least she got to look at her more attractive classmates in tight shorts.

Luckily, her P.E. teacher was pretty cool, so Anya was able to listen to her music to make it more bearable.

Today was dodgeball.

Just fucking great.

Normally, she would run around randomly for a while, and fake a twisted ankle to get out of it for the rest of the day.

But not today. Today, it was her class against against class 3-2, and the cute emo girl is in class 3-2.

She needed to find out if she was my soulmate.

She would die.

Like, literally,

Just drop dead.

Anyway, she had just finished changing, when she heard a small voice behind her.

"Excuse me?" Said the small figure.

"I seem to have lost my bag, could you help me find it please?" She asked, brushing a strand of hair back into place.

It was the girl from class 3-2.

"U-uh, yeah s-sure." Anya stuttered, trying not to seem like an idiot.

She was failing, of course.

She looked like she forgot what one plus one was.

"Thank you so much!" The girl said gleefully.

"No problem! My name is Anya, by the way." Anya said, mentally high fiving herself for not stuttering this time.

The girl smiled a little bit. "My name is Quinn." She smiled, offering her hand for Anya to shake.

Anya took her hand and tried very, very hard to conceal the raging lesbian inside of her.

"So, where was the last place you saw your bag?"

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I'm so sorry this;

1) took so fucking long to publish

2) is so short

I felt like it had been so long that I had to get something out so, here it is.

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Hopefully the next chapter won't take so long whoops.