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━━━ THE ECHOING OF MY SHOES WAS THE ONLY THING that seemed to be audible throughout the entirety of Mystic Falls High. The intervals between the soft taps increased as I neared the class that I dreaded, mostly due to the teacher. Having Mr Tanner as a history teacher was bad enough, but missing the first day of school and arriving late on the second had left me in a fatal position.
"Fashionable late as always," I mumbled to myself as I entered the class, aware of the weary looks I was receiving. I scanned the room, noting there was at least one face that I wasn't familiar with before I had turned my head to face the wrath of the history teacher.
"Good morning Mr Tanner," I drawled out slowly, with every intent of making his life miserable, something I was good at. "I'm sure you missed being blessed with the grace of my presence."
