Soooo this chapter is going to be only in Bakugou's POV. I am not the best with writing action scenes and it has been forever since I saw the episode with the entrance exam so I just hope it is good.
Bakugou's POV
It has been months since that wrong number had texted me, and I had called her. We slowly started texting less, until it was an occasional 'hey' every other week. Honestly it doesn't bug me, right now all I am focused on is getting to the damn entrance exams on time. I woke up a bit later than I wanted to now I am rushing to the school.
I arrived earlier than I expected with help from my quirk. I look around the people gathered around the school. My eyes catch green hair that is easily recognizable as that damn Deku's. Not a moment later he slips and is about to eat dirt, until a girl with an unusually round face uses her damn quirk to help him.
"Tch, should have let him fall," I mumble just as my phone vibrates in my pocket. I pull it out while walking into the school finding a seat waiting for the exam to start.
Dumbass Extra-Well I don't have to worry about my parents fighting anymore :(
Bakugou- What the fuck does that mean?
Dumbass Extra- They got a divorce, Dad fought for custody of me since my mom rarely wants to be around me since I want to be like my dad.
Bakugou- Oh sorry to hear that Y/N, also what does your dad even do?
Dumbass Extra- I don't think I am comfortable telling you that, I mean most people try to get close to me for that and idk that much about you, for all I know I could be texting a villain.
Bakugou- WHY THE FUCK WOULD I BE A VILLAIN WHEN I AM GOING TO BE THE NUMBER 1 HERO
Dumbass Extra- Okayyyyy, calm down AlL mIgHt
Bakugou- What the fuck is wrong with you anyway I got to go stupid extra
I quickly put my phone on silent when I hear a loud booming voice, also known as Pro Hero Present Mic. He is explaining the test and wishes all luck on the written part which we all take first. I am trying to fill out my test but it is hard to concentrate with the damn nerd Deku muttering next to me.
"Tch, damn nerd shut the hell up," I whisper yell kicking him. He quickly quiets down, letting me focus and quickly finish filling out the test. The test took me about 45minutes out of the 2 hours. I flip the test booklet over and prop my legs up on the table watching all the other extras fill out their tests.
Tch, stupid wanna be heros can't even finish a test in a reasonable time.
It takes forever for the 2 hour timer to go off and the booklets are taken from up, I glance over and Deku is muttering again.
For Fucks Sake who even lett this quirkless b@stard in here?
Present Mic starts explaining the robots we will be fighting the points they give, until a blue haired glasses wearing extra interrupts him.
"Sir you said there were 3 robots but the pamphlets have 4, I don't think top rated hero school would make these mistakes," He starts to say quite annoyingly. Present Mic explains that the fourth robot is worth 0 points and we should do our best to avoid it. I don't really listen, I just want to go and smash some robots. We are told which areas we will be going to and small groups start to go out different doors to go to their starting area. I stuff my hands in my pockets and head to where I need to be.
After what feels like forever the doors finally open and people start barreling through it getting stuck, I use my explosions to propel myself through the sky past the crown and land on top of a nearby building seeing other people going through the air to get through the crowd. I stop some robots up ahead and start flying through the air blasting their faces off. People are stealing other people's points with this. You have to be fast or you don't get the points.
Damn extras letting others do all the work
I ignore the others blasting robot after robot raking up as many points as I can. The robots drop one after another, I decide to stop for a bit because my arms start to ache from using my quirk explosion after explosion in such a short period of time. As I am catching my breath I hear the buzzer sound meaning the test is over.
At the beginning we were told our results will be mailed to us in about a month so everyone is grabbing their things and leaving or getting injuries fixed up. I pull out my phone as I walk home and decide to listen to some music but my phone has a spam of messages.
Dumbass Extra- Okayyyy Bye Bitch
Dumbass Extra- It has been two hours. What are you doing?
Dumbass Extra- OOoo are you doing naughty things? ;)
Dumbass Extra- It has been four hours,are you dead
Dumbass Extra- If
Dumbass Extra- You
Dumbass Extra- are
Dumbass Extra- dead
Dumbass Extra- text
Dumbass Extra- me
Dumbass Extra- Damn that didn't work peace out
What the actual fuck goes through this bitches head like ewww, why would I be doing that
Bakugou- What the Fuck is wrong with you I told you I was busy
Dumbass Extra- But you never told me what you were doing....I thought we were friends
Bakugou- I never said we were friends, and will never be friends your just a dumb extra who won't delete my number.
Bakugou- Shit that was mean I am sorry
Error the number you are texting is either not in service or has blocked you.
Fuck, I was way too rude and ended up getting myself blocked, not that is matters. I open the door home and the hag is in the kitchen cooking, so I slip up the stairs to go take a shower. Hot water always seems to release the tension in my muscles, calming me down. Turning the water on waiting for it to heat up I turn to look in the mirror, I am covered in dirt and grime. I quickly undress and step into the shower under the hot water and groan slightly at the feeling of the water against my skin.
After a while I step out of the shower and get dressed in my joggers and sleeveless shirt and crawl into bed drifting off to sleep.
Heyo, sorry for not updating in forever. I finally got my own laptop so I plan on updating more but I also and starting work soon so yeah. Hope you liked chapter 5 see you later simps.
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