The Mafia's Butterfly (Rewriting)

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Josephina 

"Okay class! Who is going first today?" Ms Kim shouts over the commotion in our class. Noah and I are sitting next to each other with our finished poster and the slideshow on Noah's laptop in front of us on the desks. 

I was able to finish the poster this morning. I did work on it after work like I wanted too but unfortunately for me and my body last night after work, my mother decided that not being able to use my left arm was the wisest choice when she came home drunk and angry. I wasn't able to do anything last night because of it and now it's Friday and the due date for the project and I had to come to school much earlier, sit in the library, and finish the poster in peace. 

Besides all that catastrophe that happened in the past few days, it was safe to say that we were the only ones who had actually finished our project. The rest of the class, besides Clara, were scrambling trying to finish their projects before we had to start presenting them and it wasn't going so well because Ms Kim wants to start now and she just walked into the class. As I promised, Clara and I went to Ms Kim after school, the day after we had a chat outside about her group not doing the work and told her that her group was making her do most of the work. As I had told Clara, Ms Kim was more pissed off with the group than with her and let her off this project because she's new and throwing her into a research project in a new school wasn't the best idea. She'll have to do something else to be able to get the mark but she agreed that it was better than the situation she was in now. 

"No one's going to volunteer? Daniels Twins, you're going first." She announces and picks up her things and walks to the back of the class and takes a seat not too far from Noah and I. She usually sits back there for presentations because it allows her to see the slideshow and gives her a better view to see if the students are reading their cards the entire oral and to see if they are actually engaging with the rest of the class. You know, normal oral type stuff. 

"Do you want to go second?" Noah whispers and leans a bit closer and points to the front. "It's better than going first and better than going last because it'll be over with faster." 

I nod and agree and get my keycards and poster ready. I've been going over my parts of the oral all day and finally got to a point where I won't be reading off my cards which is a good thing. Noah also mentioned that we should do some pointing towards the slideshow and poster just to integrate it into the oral and then we should be fine. 

While going over my keycards, for the 20th time today, I rub my left arm and wince slightly. Obviously to avoid any infections and worsening of the wound, I had to disinfect it and wrap it up in gauze last night. I had to do the same thing this morning before leaving for school because the wound had to be clean. As of right now it hurts like hell to move it and is actually starting to numb my arm slightly. I'm secretly happy that Noah suggested that we go second because I'm afraid that if we wait longer and longer then my entire lower arm, from my elbow to my hand, will be so numb to the point that I won't be able to feel my hand anymore and then it'll be really obvious that something is wrong. 

"You may begin." Ms Kim says from the back of the class, marking rubrics in front of her on the desk and red pen in hand. 

Those red pens determine whether or not you pass. Anybody else feel intimidated by red ink on their school work?

The Daniels twins stand in front of the class and start their oral. To be honest I wasn't paying much attention because I was trying to read over my own keycards a few more times before we have to go. However, I did pay enough attention to know that their research project theme was travelling and they each chose a theme related to travelling. One twin decided to do most visited places for travelling and whatnot and the second twin decided to do affordable tips and hacks to do while travelling.