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"What did you get for number 9?" Howard turned around to look at Randy again. Randy chuckled quietly, but kept his eyes on his test. Why they were given a test on a Friday was beyond him.
"I guessed on that one," Randy then whispered "I think I missed that lesson because of a Ninja fight." Howard groaned and was yelled at for the 3rd time since their tests were handed out by the Spanish teacher. He turned back around and started to stare at his test again.
Randy looked back down at his paper. 14. What are the 6 conjugations of 'Estar'? Randy started to think about them, but could only remember a few of them. Esto, esta, estan, eres, and estamos. He wrote down the answers he had and moved to the next question. 15. What are 6 conjugations of 'Ser'?
Randy slammed his head on his desk, only getting looks of understanding, as the others hadn't studied either. He kept his head down for a few seconds before rolling it to the side. He sighed and lifted his head to look at his test again. Okay, I know the first one is soy, then eres... wait. Didn't I put that down for Estar?
Randy looked back to the question before and noticed that he did indeed put eres under an Estar conjugations. He scratched it out, having no eraser, and wrote it under soy. He then wrote es, somon, and sois under that. He knew he was missing one but, he knew he did better than the Estar forms. Looking back at number 14, he realized that he needed to put estais under number 14. And looking back over those answers he put somos under number 15.
Is that even right?
Randy was about to slam his head down again, but instead he just yawned. He lost a stanked Bucky again during the night and didn't find him until an hour before the sun was supposed to rise. He barely fell asleep before having to be woken up to get to school.
He slowly set his head down on the his test, putting it in the back of his mind. Just for a few minutes...
After Howard reached number 24, having guessed completely on most of them, he turned around, about to ask his friend for some more answers, but he noticed that his head was down. Looking back at the teacher and seeing her occupied with other work, he whispered to Randy. "Cunningham!"
Getting no response, he tapped Randy on the head. Randy's head rolled to the side, and Howard could see Randy eyes closed, but his face peaceful. Howard tilted his head and stared at him. He could see Randy's unnaturally smooth skin that Howard was always jealous of, as he sprouted some acne every once in a while. Randy never got any pimples or had to worry about washing his face every night like Howard did. It was natural for him.
Turning back around to the front of the room, he couldn't help notice his friend's hair. The unique purple shade was attractive on him, and it just always seemed to work in his favor. He was jealous of some of the things that his friend got, including the honor of being the Ninja, but he knew that Randy didn't try to rub them in his face. He always just got what was cool, and Howard respected that.
Turning back around, he knew that Randy should finish his test, as he couldn't afford another F, but Howard knew that Randy was up late. Just for a few minutes...
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Just a short little entrance chapter into this story. I'm going to make it 6 chapters long, but I'm not sure how long it'll take me to write them all. I've been in a very write-y mood lately, so the next one might be up as early as later this week.
