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Anna's POV
I walk down the hallway with my two friends, Tamao and Pirika. That blue haired Ainu is chatting non-stop about how she's so happy that she's going to see her blockhead brother again... Tamao is listening quietly. Honestly, how she can stand all that noise is beyond me.
Squinting at the little number signs beside the doors, I finally find my homeroom and turn to my friends. Pirika stops talking for a brief moment and I cut in. "This is my homeroom. See you later." Without another word, I step in, remembering to smooth out my dark blue skirt and white blouse beforehand which was already quite wrinkled. Stupid school uniforms. I make my entrance, school bag slung over my shoulder. As soon as I walk in, the chatter and noise stops and everybody stares at me. I glare back and they all avert their eyes somewhere else with the exception of a particularly lazy looking boy with orange headphones. He continues to stare at me and gives me a lazy grin. I scoff and toss my head.
"UHHH..." The teacher begins. "This is Kyouyama Anna. She is an exchange student here and I expect you all to make her feel welcome, is that clear?" Murmurs are heard throughout the class and the teacher continues, now talking to me. "Miss Kyouyama, you will be sitting next to... Asakura Yoh. Asakura Yoh, please raise your hand." A hand is slowly and lazily raised among the sea of heads. I look and see to my dismay that it belongs to boy that my glare had no effect on earlier. Sighing, I walk over, ignoring the jealous looks of many girls and I'm certain, a boy too. Man, this school sucks.
As soon as I sit down, the boy... what's his name... Leaf? He sticks out his hand for me to supposedly shake and grins good-naturedly at me. "Hey," he says in a friendly tone. "My name's Yoh Asakura." I shake his hand and turn away just as the teacher starts talking. His voice just keeps droning on and on...
After a few minutes, I begin to hear some wierd snoring noises from my right. Curiously, I glance at Yoh out of the corner of my eyes. Strange... I swear the snoring noises are coming from him but his eyes are wide open... After observing him for awhile, I realize that his eyes are out of focus and he is in fact, sleeping with his eyes open. Rolling my eyes, I give him a sharp prod. He stirs for a moment then snaps out of his reverie, looking confused. Then looking at me, he gives me a sheepish smile. Lord. It's going to be one heck of a long day.
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