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There were only a few things in life that I hated. One of these things just happened to sit right next to me in chemistry. The name of this thing was Demyx. Demyx Deaqua. He was the most annoying person I had ever met before in my life!
The blonde mulleted boy constantly chatted and I had the displeasure to always be his lab partner. He certainly wasn't the best when it came to following the instructor's directions.
Today, we had to put yeast in vinegar to see a reaction once it was bottled up. Unfortunately, the "genius" next to me put too much yeast and made the whole vial explode. No one was hurt, but we had to stay behind and clean it up.
'Why do I have to help clean this? It's all his fault, anyways.' I sighed, brushing away a strand of my silver hair. Today was just not my day...
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Serina scowled at me again. 'Damn, I keep screwing up...Why?'
I mentally kicked myself. I wanted to apologize, but something was holding me back.
'Probably my shame..' I reasoned, hanging my head lower to hide and also pick up a bit of broken glass. I got up and threw it away. As I walked back, I couldn't help but stare at her. Her long silver hair was pulled back, though a few strands were escaping the hair tie, forcing her to brush it away from her beautiful face. She sighed for probably the eighteenth time in the past five minutes. She looked up, noticing my eyes on her. "What?" She asked, obvious irritation in her chilly voice. "Nothing. Nothing at all." I sighed, getting back on all fours and helping her clean up. Today was just not my day...
AN: So I've decided that I needed to go back and fix this prologue's missing words and such. I'm doing my best to keep the writing the same as a means of seeing the progress of my writing skills… although that's probably a derpy thing to do. =7= Well, I digress—if you would please review, maybe follow the story, I'm sure that I will be much more inspired to update. *shot*