《Dio, Rise to the top [working title]》Presentation
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"something" discussion
'something' thought
*something* sfx
Dan
I woke up this morning with the sun, as always. I didn't dream tonight too, no dream, no nightmare, I still positive and feel happy for not having any nightmare.
'Well...It's good but...How long had it been since I had a dream? It should be since she left...'.
Whatever I stand up and went to the kitchen to cook and eat.
I went outside, to the lake, to look at my reflection in the water:
I was almost 1,50 m, I'm too small, even if I didn't look attentively to the other boys yesterday, I know they are taller than me.
*Sigh* This is depressing, but before I can wallow in self-pity, the feeling is gone and I find myself smiling.
I continue to look at my reflection, hoping to have more distinguishing feature, the only thing that separates me from someone lambda is my dark streaked red hair, and my deep black eyes, an odd combination.
' It's time to go' I think looking at the sun.
I don't understand the adults that can look at the sun and say confidently
"Yeah it's 1:30 pm"
'One day I will be able to do it, I just have to train' I think while I run across the forest.
10 min later I arrived I arrived at the village, It was just a lot of houses concentrated in one place, different important structures such as the market, the forum, the clinic, the school were in front of them. The village is controlled by a chief that is assisted by an assembly of some of the elderly and the important person of the village such as the blacksmith chief and other.
2 min later I'm in front of the school, the others are already here, it seems that I'm the last one to arrive, the others are already inside the classroom.
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"Sorry I'm late, red-haired," I say while entering.
"Don't worry we were waiting for you. You can sit at the same place as yesterday. So you're all present, we can begin! You will start by presenting yourself, you must be brief because we have a lot to do today.You begin" say, John, while pointing at one of us.
The one pointed stand up, a red-haired boy of 1,55 m, he was wearing a green tunic made of good materials, it looked comfortable. Feeling my one cloth on me I couldn't help but feel jealous, feeling that disappeared quickly and was replaced by a smile.
"I'm Carl, I'm the same age as each of you nine years old, I'm the son of the Chief, I like to hang out with my two friends there, I hope we'll get along well with each other" He said while pointing at two brown haired boys that were identical.
'That explain the tunic and the eloquence'
The two stand up together " I'm Ian" one of the two begin and "I'm Ryan" the other one continue.
'I'm sure I'll not be able to tell the difference quickly' they almost had the same height as John with almost 1,60 m, they seemed quite muscular " We're sons of the blacksmith chief, and if you didn't guess we're twins"
'Ah this explain that' I think while a girl stand up.
When i looked at her I was shocked, I couldn't look away from her.
"I'm Alexandra, that it I'm not a daughter of someone important like those before me but I hope you 'll take care of me", She said while sitting. She had a slim figure, and in my eyes was a beautiful dark haired beauty.It took some time to look away from her.
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Another girl stood up "I'm Mary, just like Alexandra I am not the daughter of someone important" She was beautiful too, with her golden hair but I couldn't put her at the same level as Alex, not that she didn't deserve it.
As I was still lost in my though the third and last girl in the class stood up. She was a small green haired girl.small?because she was smaller than me.
'She is cute'
"Hello I'm Maya, I'm the daughter of the alchemist", She said in one breath, siting as quickly as she stood up.
'She must be shy'
When everyone look at her after her quick presentation she hide her face in her hands.
One of the last boy stand up "I'm Ron, let's stop staring at her she seems shy she must be embarrassed, I'm the son of a tailor so if you need help with cloth, ask me" He said as he stand up.
The last boy stand up too "I think too, I'm Sebastien, but you guys can just call me Seb no problem, I'm the same as Ron, if you need help you don't have to hesitate, just ask"
Those two had a blue hair, and were like 5 cm taller than me 'I'm sure I'm not small for my age they must be tall"
As I was lost in my tough, everyone looked at me, sensing the glare I came back to reality.
I stood up and begun my introduction:
"I'm Dan" And sat down.
They were looking at me s if expecting more.
'what?' I wanted to ask but I didn't.
With that The presentation were done.
A.N: Ah this chapter...I hate it!! 
I'm so bad with names, well... you will have the time to observe that.
There nothing special in this chapter but it had to be done.I hope you can leave a comment if you find a mistake or just to thank
see you next time.

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