Chapter Three

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A/N: The Picture isn't mine, credit to the owner ( I don't know who is the owner. Please tell me who is the creator of the picture). This chapter will contain slight profanities. If you are squeamish, please read this chapter with caution. Especially if you hate violence, had an anxiety attack, or other triggering stuff. I'm sorry for the long update, enjoy this story.

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Recap:

Third Person POV:

They quickly went back and shook their head, saying 'There's nothing wrong, 'we are fine', 'we don't have anything to say' repeatedly. The whole class either giggled or snickered at their reaction, included (Y/N) who giggled a little bit. She looks up to the teacher and smiles a little bit 'This is going to be a good day for me' she thought as she smiles, happy that she made friends on the first day of her school.

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(Y/N) tapped the pencil on her books as she paid attention to the lecturer in front of the class, taking important notes on the dashboard. The girl felt a little bit bored as she put the bottom part of the pencil under her chin, looking at the board with disinterested eyes. 'Next will be P.E after Mathematics, fantastic.....note the sarcasm,' She internally thought while scribbling her book with some heart and animal doodles. It wasn't her hobby not her skill, she only did it apart from boredom or losing her focus during the class.

Arcee glanced at her and tap her shoulder a little bit with the tip of her fingers "you okay?" She whispered to her. (Y/N) looks at her and shook her head no, she wrote the reason down on a piece of blank paper " No, I hate P.E. It's not my thing and I'm frequently falling or tripping by the air when I get too nervous or trying to run fast. I also have a condition where my right knee easily dislocated when I place my foot wrong during a marathon," she explained in the note.

Arcee was silent for a moment after reading the note and bobbing her head up and down slightly, understanding her struggles at P.E. She jotted down her answer on the paper and gave it back to the white-haired woman 'It's alright. I have spare knee supports for your right knee, you can use mine," she offered the (H/C)-haired woman. The girl shook her head and whispered back "No thanks, I already had it in my backpack, you don't need to lend me one," she said as she smiled a little bit.

"Miss Arcee and Miss Quake, do you have something to say in front of the class?" The teacher glared at the two femmes.

"N-no, Ma'am. We're sorry, we won't disrupt the class again," Arcee quickly apologized to the old hag.

"Good, you may sit down," she said as she went back to the board, and continue explaining the math theories.

The (H/C)-haired woman internally cursed the old woman as well as she gave a nasty glare at the teacher while she wasn't facing her 'Aw hell no! I hate this type of teacher, she must be those type of control freak teacher!' She grumbled internally and averted her eyes to the blank paper, resuming doodling the paper with her drawing until it was full of her drawings.

The bell rang and all of the students including Arcee and (Y/N) prepared their next schedule. She whined slightly as she prepared the P.E uniforms, not in the mood of doing some running or other athletic activities, especially with her condition. With her quickstep, she went to the toilet and change her attire uniform with the other once and tired her hair into a ponytail. The idea of her hair getting in the way while she was running is a big no-no for her, especially how long her hair is. It was indeed 'trouble and make it double' for herself.

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