Reincarnated in a Fantasy World

16

Hey hey, there's swearing in this, not a lot but still some sooo... yeah. Just a heads up.

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I shot up out of bed. Today's the first day of school! I finally get to learn more than what a book can teach you. I can finally take notes on what a person says again. I'm so excited!

I rushed to grab my uniform and slip it on. I tied my hair back in a tight pony tail and grabbed my mask. Hurrying down the stairs I quickly made an omelet for Mr. Evan and I.  After eating it I slipped my mask back on and grabbed my bag.

"I'm off Mr. Evan!" I called to a groggy Mr. Evan. "Bye!!"

I rushed out the door bumping into a hard wall in the process. What the heck? I looked up to see a Wesley smiling down at me.

"Hey shorty!" He smiled. "What ya doin down there?"

"Shut up." I mumbled as he helped me up. "Let's go we're going to be late for school!"

"Right right," he laughed as we dashed to the school.

We made it to the front desk just as the first bell rang. Perfect, we have until the second bell to get to class.

"Name?" The front desk lady sighed.

"Veronica and Wesley." I gasped for breathe.

"Year?"

"Both first year." I answered.

She handed us a piece of paper. "These are your classes."

We thanked her and peered down at them. Wesley and I had almost identical schedules seeing as our ranks were so similar. It made sense since we were both freshman with very similar scoring of both being in the top 30. The only thing different was that I didn't have P.E.

The halls were full of twists and turns and filled with people in sure of where to go. I noticed a weird girl examining her nail just standing there as if she already knew where to go but just decided not to. Her blonde hair fell down to her waist and her bangs looked slightly unnatural. Over all she was kinda pretty though. Her blue eyes matched our blue uniforms, that she pulled the skirt up very high for, and her small figure reminded you of a small happy dog. So did her voice apparently.

"What are you looking at!" She questioned in a high pitched voice.

"Nothing," I mumbled as I continued on with Wesley.

We found our class without a problem. The clock in the front of the classroom showed we had three minutes until class actually started. The teacher just shuffled papers at the desk not attempting to look up. I sat down at a desk next to Wesley. We talked until the second bell rang. A few more students filed in and sat in seats next to people they already knew. The teacher took attendants. Just as she finished the small girl I saw earlier rushed into the classroom. She very obviously purposely tripped on... air, then fell on her knees helplessly. About all of the guys immediately stood up to help her. She scanned the guys as if looking for something. Her eyes fell on Wesley, she pouted the scanned the rest of the crowd. She grabbed the hand of a chestnut hair colored boy. He smiled and helped her up.

"I-I'm so sorry!" Her high pitches squeaky voice burned my ears as it was obviously not how she really talked.

I could tell it was annoying Wesley too as he cringed. The teacher introduced herself in a calm manner of professionalism. She then explained how seating would be for the rest of the year.

"If you behave in class and don't talk to whoever you are next to then you can have free seating all year, but if you disrupt class due to poor seating choices, expect to be moved."