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@asddas193"Damn." Alex swears. "Well, going out to take my mind off of things should be helpful, anyway. I'll see you later, Saga." The American stands, heading to her classroom. As the first class finishes up, and she wipes the whiteboard clean, she turns to the class as they walk out. @Auraicide "Oh, Shina, would you stay behind for a second, I'd like to talk to you for a sec." @asddas193 She turns to Kotaro. "Would you mind waiting in the hall for a second, Kotaro? I'd like to speak to you after."
If there was one thing that could actually make her focus on something today, it was sharing class with Kotaro. But only sort of. He noticed her trying to muster the angry for no reason glare, but it just falling flat, which probably meant a good day for him without her trying to annoy him. Halfway through the period, he could feel something just barely brush against him. The cause was a crumpled up piece of paper that he knew the bitch behind him must have thrown...only...it could barely be called that. It wasn’t even really a throw, more like handing the note in a halfassed manner, but Shina was still looking off into space, only raising an eyebrow to see if he’d open it, but not seeming in the mood to bother doing anything else.
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“Huh? Uh, yeah. Sure.” A few of the students had to turn their heads to stare, wondering whether or not they liked her better this way or found the unusual quietness, almost creepy in a way. The boys next to her didn’t really pay attention to what she said given their view of her cleavage. The reaction by the rest was to either try looking away really fast or just too engrossed not to stare. As usual, she ruffled the back of her hair as a nervous twitch wondering what it could be about as the rest started to file out.
Alexandra was a decent enough teacher. One of the ones, she didn’t intentionally try to drive crazy. At least not on purpose. Standing awkwardly, Shina’s mind ran through the possible reasons she could get stopped today. She was almost positive she hadn’t really did anything today, dress code aside. “So...what’s this about?” Thinking of the last thing she could think of, she rubbed her arm uncomfortably. “Alma gets gum stuck in her own hair. I don’t know anything about that.”
Despite her rebelliousness, saying what she felt actually worked against her always making her an awful liar, but the guilty look made it clear she wasn’t going to fight back today. “Uh...how many weeks?”