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Tamao's POV
Oh... I'm so scared. I'm walking down the hallway alone and everyone is staring at me... or my hair. I feel like fainting. I keep my head down and continue walking, looking at the ground. I finally, finally find my homeroom. Oh my... It sounds like a zoo in there, now I'm terrified. Just why oh why couldn't I have been put in the same room as Anna or Pirika? Sighing, I remind myself that nothing works the way that you want all the time and taking a deep breath and making sure that my uniform is in order, I step inside timidly.
Just as I step in, a paper airplane hits me square on the forehead. "BULLSEYE!" a masculine voice shouts and everyone begins laughing. I cringe and blink back tears, ready to run out of the room but then Anna's advice rings in my head. Face them and give them a look that plainly shows that you don't care. Show them who's boss. After swallowing a couple of times, I look up, chin sticking out defiantly and give them a cool glare. The class immediately stops laughing and hushes. I smile inwardly. Point for Tamao! I then turn and face my teacher. She catches my eyes and looks away, surprise written on her face. I turn a faint pink. I know it's not normal for people to have pink eyes... After blinking a few times, the teacher smiles and looks at me again. "Welcome." She says and then faces the class. "Class, this is Tamao Tamamura. She is an exchange student here, please make her stay as pleasurable as you can possibly make it." A wave of murmur goes through the class. The teacher smiles. "Good. Now... where to put you...?" "OVER HERE!" I look up, startled. It is the same voice that cried, 'bullseye'. Looking up, I see a boy with spiky azure blue and black hair, one arm waving in the air frantically and the other pointing to the empty seat beside him. I groan inwardly as the teacher smiles. "Ah, yes. Please go sit down, Tamao." Hiding my eyes behind my bangs, I trudge over next to the eager looking boy and scoot my chair over as far away from his I can get. The boy puts on a mock hurt expression and to confirm it, goes, "Awww, don't you like meee?"
At this, the class bursts out laughing and before I can stop it, a tear rolls down my cheek. The class doesn't notice but the boy does. His goofy expression fades to one of concern and guilt and solemnly, he takes my hand. "I'm sorry." he says quietly. I'm surprised at this sudden action and I decide to fogive him by giving him a watery smile. But then, I look helplessly at my classmates, who are still laughing their heads off. I sigh and the boy next to me suddenly stands up, banging his fist on his desk. "Hey, HEY!" He roars. The class turns silent and they all turn to the boy. "SHUT UP!" He yells then calmly sits back down. Oh my.
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