Charity's P.O.V.~
"Give me a break.." I groaned. Fricken Lance Asahina is in my class.
"Hello kitten~" He said, pulling out a red rose out of nowhere. I smacked it out of his hands with a shriek of surprise.
"Get the heck away from me." I said, backing away from him. I was tempted to use my textbook to exorcist this demon.
He gives me a look of disappointment. Disgusting..
Since when did all of my coworkers are in my class?!?
"The teachers coming!" I hear voices say around me and everyone scrambled to their seats.
"Alright guys! I am Mrs. Arcia. This term, we will be learning creative writing." I nod.
"Your first subject," she said. "Will be on love.."
I choked on my spit when I heard that. Out of all the subjects she chose, why did it have to be this? I think I rather even have Shakespeare than this.
"Are you alright?" Lance looked at me, actually seeming concerned and I nod.
"Actually," Mrs. Arcia said, studying my face carefully like I was some specimen she had to dissect. "You seem sick.. Lance, take her to the office."
Lance nods. He picks me up in a princess like fashion.
"Oi! Put me down!" I exclaimed. "I'm not sick and I can walk!"
"Nope! Well, not until we get you to the office~!" He said, walking very fast towards the office.
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