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"You worthless good for nothing excuse for a daughter," the raven haired women yelled, her lips pulled back into a snarl. The little girl all the insults were thrown at, was hiding under the kitchen table trying her best to shield herself from her mother.

"Is that the best you can do? Hide under a table?" the girl's mother hissed in announce. She stomped her foot on the hard wood floor creating a small ripple effect. The women folded her arms above her chest and glared down at her daughter.

"Get up," she demanded harshly.

The little girl sobbed, silently wishing for her father to come and save her from the women that was suppose to be her mother. But isn't a mother suppose to love you? Hug and kiss all the bad things away? Not the one that causes all the heartache, that hurt's and abuses you.

"I said get up dammit!" the older women growled, kicking the table, knocking it behind the small girl. The girl flinched by the sudden movement. She jerked her head up, her eyes widening, fear swimming in her gray pools that were the exact same color as her mothers.

"You little bitch, I know you ain't deaf! I said get up," she snapped, instantly unfolding her arms and roughly yanking the small child to her feet.

The little girl utter a yelp as she was yanked off the ground. Her mother didn't let go of her wrist, only tighten her grip. The little girl cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face. The mother was disgusted by the kids sobs.

The raven haired women had the young girl dangling in med-air, as if she was a rag doll. She pulled her up until they were at the same eye-level.

"Next time I till you to do something, you better not hesitate to do it," she warned, her eyes narrowed dangerously.

Erin spanned her eyes open, breathless, cold sweat covering every surface of her body. She slowly sat up trying to regain her breath. As she began to breath calmly, she edge to the bed frame. Feeling the cold wood on her back, she curled her legs towards her chest, wrapping her arms around them tightly. The scene was still fresh in her mind, she felt relieved it was only a nightmare.

It's been years since her mother last laid a abusive hand on her.

She tried her best to keep the tears from falling but just a single thought of her past broke down her barriers instantly. Hot salty tears coursed down her cheeks. She bit down on her bottom lip, keeping the sobs from pouring out. She didn't want to wake up her friend. She could have left and cried without worrying if she woke up Page but she also didn't want to be alone.

Erin began to taste copper on her lip, assuming it's from the biting. She ignored it. Afraid if she opened her mouth the slightest, she wasn't going to be able to control her sobs.

Turning her head, she glanced at her friend sleeping form. Page's light curly brown hair was freed from there bonds of her hair band. Now messy curls spread around her pillow case and caressing her shoulder blades. A few pieces covered Page's face. Even so Erin was able to see the small smile on the sleeping womens face.

Seeing her friend smile in her sleep, unconsciously brought a faint smile to appear on the depressed womens features.

'Maybe I should try to sleep again, I still do have school tomorrow and how can I forget about the host club', Erin thought bitterly with a roll of her eye's.

She wiped away the remaining tears and crawled back under the cover's. She was about to slip into unconsciousness when mumbling brought her back to reality. 'Dammit, I woke her up!' Erin thought panicked. She turned around about see if she really did wake the teen up but was interrupted by said girl.

"Oh Edward, that feels so good. Please don't stop," Page muttered, her voice muffed by the pillow but Erin was able to understand each and every word.

'Dumb ass'.

February 25 Wednesday

"As you all know we're having our Spring concert in two months and everyone in this class will be preforming," Matsumoto, the chorus teacher announced.

The student's groaned in unison, not wanting to preform in the concert.

"But why, sensei?" A girl asked that was up in front.

"Because it's sixty five percent of your grade, Nakano-san," Matsumoto explained.

"Okay," Nakano said, lowering her head.

"If there isn't any more question, I'll like to continue," the teacher said, pausing for any questions to be asked. None of the student's said a thing, taken that as a satisfying answer Matsumoto continued. "Everyone can chose to do one of three things. One: You can sing. Two: You can dance. or Three: You can play an instrument. For more details I will be handing out a sheet with everything you will be needing to know on it and keep in mind you'll have to tell me what you will be doing at the concert by Monday."

Once everything was said and done. Matsumoto called Nakano to hand out the sheet's. She went down each row and handed one sheet to each student she passed. As she got to the end of the last row, she noticed the student was asleep. Ever so gently she tapped the sleeping student on the arm.

"Excuse me Booker-san?" Nakano asked nervously, not wanting to upset the girl. Not getting response out of her, Nakano taped her again, adding just a little more pressure.

"Excuse me Booker-san?" She repeated.

Said women grunted, glancing at the girl standing in front of her desk.

"Oh it's you," Erin flatly said, yawning as she stretched her arms above her head.

"Hai," Nakano said shyly, looking down.

"Hi Terra, do you need something?"

"No I'm just here to hand the sheet out," Nakano, now known as Terra said, a timid smile gracing her lips. She handed Erin the sheet of paper before walking back down the row and giving the left over sheets back to the teacher.

"A Spring concert?" Erin said, eying the paper.

"I know right! Isn't it great?" Sora squealed happily, turning around in her seat to face Erin.

"Eh... It's okay," Erin said, not interested. She propped her arm on her desk and rested her cheek in her palm.

Sora gasped, dramatically covering her opened mouth with her hand, eye's widening with disbelief.

"How can you say such a thing?"

"By using my vocal cords," Erin said sarcastically, looking at the red head with bored eye's.

"Oh shut up." Sora puffed out her cheeks, glaring at her raven haired friend.

"Okay."

Sora groaned before facing forward and started talking to Terra.

'Why did I have to complain!' Page thought angrily.

She was in advance mathematics. Why you ask? Well Page felt stupid being in such a low math class, so she complained. And now that she finally get's transfered, she starts to also be hating this mathematic class.

'Maybe it's math, period?'

Page sighed in frustration trying to solve the problem's that the teacher wrote on the board.

"I fucking hate math," Page cursed, glaring at her notebook.

"Do you want help, Page-chan?"

Page had almost forgotten Honey was in her class. She turned her head towards him, seeing the senior giggle like a little child.

"Yeah that'll be great Honey-sempai," Page accepted the older's boys offer, smiling, a faint blush appear along her cheeks.

Honey moved his desk closer to Page's until they touched. He began to explain the problem to her, it took a few minute's but she began to understand how to solve the equation. Honey stopped and sat back, letting Page try this one on her own.

"Yes, I've got it!" Page cried out, happy she finally solved it. But her out burst had gained everyone's attention. She blushed forcfully when she finally saw all eye's on her.

Honey just giggled, embracing his bunny.

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