Our Little Secret

Chapter 57

(A/N) heyy im back, but not sure how long 4 my internet is really unstable

~Midoriya

Christmas lunch was over, and everyone was lousing around, all of them were bloated. We had a bunch of left overs fpr dinner, which we packed into containers. Kaminari was messing round, trying to get Todoroki and Kirishima standing next to each other, so he could hang mistletoe over them. Everything was perfect. It was like a perfectly flat peacful lake, I was just waiting for the stone to drop, and make a splash. Surprisingly it didn't come.
"Hey guys." Momo said, entering the house after going out to get2 some cream for the pavlova. "They changed the sign."
Everyone rushed outside. The new sign read: 3-A
"When did they do that?" Everyone seemed to ask, but no one realy knew.
After a while, we shrugged it off and headed inside. The day passed fast, and before we knew it, the time was already seven. That night, hail pattered my window loudly. It was hard to get to sleep.

A little more than three  days had passed, and it would soon be New Years eve. Momo's parents had planned a trip for the whole class to go to Tokyo until the third of January, seeing as they were very rich. We left that day at seven in the morning to catch the train. It took us the day, and it was late when we arrived t the hotel. Me and Kacchan had a room to ourselves. It was a nice hotel, with a balcony that had great veiws. The only bad thing was that our room was next to Kaminari's, so I doubted that we would get much sleep. Fortunantly, everyone was exhausted, so we all passed out the second we layed on our bed.
The next morning I woke up and had an idea. I shook Kacchan awake and got dressed.
"What is it?"He asked.
"Get dressed, I have an idea." I said. "Hey, do you have the a picture of our appointment form with Doctor Shime?"
"Yeah, why?" He said.
"Just send it to me." I said.
"Sure." He said, pulling out his phone.
Half an hour later, we stood outside the doctors office from my dreams.
"This is it." I said. "This is the one from my dreams."
I walked in.
"Hey, wait." Kacchan said.
"Wow, it is just like the one in my dream." I gasped.
"We should go." Kacchan said. "The others will be waking."
I nodded and followed him out the door.
It was New Years eve. The time was only nine, but all anyone was pisting was countdowns. We had all headed down the peir and sat on a couple benches. As the hours went by, the waters edge was filled with food stalls and people. I went and got a crab sandwich and headed back. The radio sounded over the speakers. I hadn't checked the time in a while.
"Sixty seconds until New Year. Fifty-nine, fifty-eight, fifty-seven." The voice on the speaker surprised me. I checked my phone. It was eleven fifty-nine at night. I put my phone in my pocket.
"Happy New Year!" The voice on the speaker yelled.
"HAPPY NEW YEAR!" The crowd screamed in response.
The first firework of the night lit up the sky as I kissed Kacchan. I couldn't wait for the year to come, and what it held for me. I loved Kacchan, and I loved my class mates. That night, when I fell asleep, I had another dream.
Kacchan and I were only in our twenties. We were both impaled by the same huge peice of metal.
"Kacchan, it hurts." I said.
"I know." He said. He pressed our lips together.

(A/N) last bit is a referece to a sad little bakudeku comic strip I saw at 4am. Lets just say, being sleep deprived didn't help me hold back my tears.