《I should care because?》First Day of School (edited)
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I stared blankly at the new school. I was now 10, and the other kids were staring at me. Probably because I was just too beautiful. Yes of course, I'm not the only beautiful person here, but of course I am a beautiful weak person. Ah no, not really, perhaps they can feel something I can't, because isn't there a slight trace of fear in their eyes hidden under their disgust?
I watched my cousin, or sister, run towards the school with a bright smile on her face and excitment glittering in her eyes. All the students in the area turned their heads to look at her, many of the boys blushed. Ah, she was very cute wasn't she.
I followed behind her, a book in my hand. Although most attention was on my sister, there was some on me as well. I suppose some people just have a heightened sense of danger, though what they are afraid of, I am not sure yet.
Class' POV
A few minutes ago
"Class, we have to new students joining us today, please be nice to them," the teacher said to a bunch of uninterested children. That was when the heroine decided to enter her new class, her hair was tied in a pony tail, bouncing as she excitedly entered the classroom. The class was enchanted as the cheerful little girl entered the classroom, perhaps it was her bright aura or her innocent looks, but they were absolutly enchanted. Except of course, for the girl sleeping in the back of the classroom, seemingly having no care at all in the world.
"Hello! My name is Angel Pendegraft! Please take care of me," she said with a bright smile. Her big blue eyes shining with excitement, making many boys and girls blushed. Ah, being too cute was really a sin.
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"Ah, this ones name is Silence," the teacher said, stepping in after the other student didn't say anything for a few minutes. The whole class stared at her curiously, there were of course rumors to say that Silence was ugly as she never really showed up in any public events. Of course, those rumors also went hand in hand with the saying that she was simply too beautiful. Afterall, with her parent's looks, it would be rather odd for her to be ugly.
Now, seeing her there, they decided that she truly wasn't that ugly.
"I heard that she doesn't have much magic," a girl whispered to her friend.
"Did you know that she's so weak that she would collapse if a bird landed on her."
"Really?" the girl behind her said, "saying she's weak is fine. But saying she would collapse if a bird landed on her? Are birds really that fat and heavy?"
Nothing of course, came from their gossip. Truly, they were rude enough to talk in front of her. What were they waiting for, a reaction from her? To half the class' dissapointment, and the other half's utter joy, she didn't say anything.
The teacher glared at the students, sadly they were really too high up for her to say anything. Woe me, why must a teacher like me suffer these grieviances?
"Don't be so mean to my sister," Angel reprimanded the class before looking at Silence, as if looking for approval. Silence just looked at her, as if saying, 'you really didn't have to do that you know?'
Angel puffed her cheeks, "at least thank me."
Silence continued to stare, before patting Angel's head and walking away. What can she say, truly too much like her sister from thousands of years ago. Though her hand was freezing cold, it really brought warmth to Angel's heart and she giggled.
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"You can sit in any emptry seats," the teacher said with a slight grin. The previous actions were truly heart warming. How close the sisters were, if only he himself had siblings as well, he would definantly spoil them to death.
"Okay!" Angel cheerfully said, almost tripping when she reached the chair, "Eeep!" she said, before faintly blushing. Some of the guys fainted, many had nosebleeds. The girls stared at them weirdly, re-evaluating their characters.
Another girl laughed at their reaction, laughin to the point where her face turned read. The teacher merely raised his eyebrow, this was indeed a questionable sight to see.
The girls wanted to squish her cheeks. Even the cold prince had the urge to pat her head. This girl, was very deadly. Then his hypocritical mind started thinking about the reason why she chose to sit near him. Perhaps she was a spy, assassin, maybe his parents were setting them up for marriage.... finally, he decided that the reason was that it was really the only seat left in the classroom.
The teacher seemed to remember about the other student, then again, the other student already sat down so he shrugged.
In the meanwhile, Silence felt irritated at the commotion going on about her. 'Children these days' she thought to herself.
"Silence! Pay attention!" the teacher called out a few minutes later. Then paused, this girl liked to read. The probability of her learning what he was going to teach was 70%. Ah well, if she didn't want to learn then it had nothing to do with him.
'Rude' the class silently thought to themselves. Not realizing that they were rude themselves.
Like this, the matter passed and the class got used to the new students. It became the envy of the other classes, why couldn't their classes have as much drama as this one? Many others were also glad that they didn't have that class, how irritating would it be for them for their classes to be interrupted for stupid reasons.
So, Silence's days passed on...rather loudly.
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