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ROCINHA
Instituto Metodista de Ensino Suzana Wesley
KARMA
THE TEENAGER WAS BARELY DOZING OFF WHEN PRAGA CAME KNOCKING ON HER DOOR TO TELL HER IT WAS TIME TO GET UP. The rest of the day Karma struggle to stay awake, she didn't like the idea of falling asleep in the middle of a lecture because she knew it was rude. So the fourteen-year-old girl did what any other sleep deprive student would do, drink tons and tons of caffeine in hopes that it would keep her awake. But when the clock hit two, Karma was already desperate to get home and recompense for all the hours she had lost on her night mission. Karma gathers her belongings quickly before she darted off the classroom and made her way to find Gavin, she walks across the courtyard which led to the cafeteria.
Karma's hazel eyes scan the cafeteria, trying to spot dark brown hair but instead, she came across the venomous look of the head cheerleader. The kind girl stares at her before looking away and quickly turning around, she took the first three steps when a voice stopped her.
"Se você insistir em persegui-lo como um cão vadio." Ana sneer, Karma froze up and slowly turn to face her greatest foe. You insist on chasing him like a stray dog.
Karma gripped the side of her uniform skirt, trying not to lose her cool over something so silly. "Oh, ¿eu sei né? Tão estranho, quero dizer, não é como se vivêssemos juntos ou algo assim. Eu simplesmente não tinha nada melhor para fazer, então eu o persegui." Ana cackled sarcastically before taking closer steps toward her, trying to intimidate the witty girl. Oh, I know right? So weird, I mean, it's not like we live together or anything. I just had nothing better to do, so I stalk him.
Karma swallowed, not being one for confrontations. "Cuidado, órfão. Não tente brincar de espertinho comigo, todos nós notamos o jeito que você olha para ele, como um cachorrinho apaixonado desesperado." Ana's face paled as she recognize the owner of the voice. Careful, orphan. Don't try to play smartass with me, we've all notice the way you look at him, like desperate lovesick puppy.
"Oh, pelo amor de Deus, é você de novo. ¿Que diabos ela quer?" Gavin cut her off, Karma glances behind her to find Gavin wearing a stern face, once she recognizes from earlier. Oh, for fuck's sake it's you again. What the hell does she want?
