You Aren't The Same

Light shone off the dark shades under the brick-red cap. He skirted through the crowd of parading students as they went about chanting for their team. “Hellhounds!” 

“Hellhounds”

While Osborne stood on the table, pumping his fist into the air, pumping their spirits. He placed a hand on his ear and shouted. “I can’t hear you! Who is going to win the semi?”

They raised their sign boards and shouted. “Hellhounds!!!!”

Meanwhile, he snickered. “What an attention hog! Haha” he tapped a shoulder, the person turned around. “What do you want?”

“Aren’t you in Class B?”

Her eyebrows lifted, she said. “Yes?? Why do you ask?” 

“What’s your next period?”

“Hmm... History”

“Do you know Natalia Leroux? Are you close?”

She replied. “Yes

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