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Hex smiled as he thanked the nurse, feeling triumphant, not that that was really an accomplishment anyway. She gave a soft grin at the boy, and headed out. "See you during lunch. I've got english with miss Lassati. Find me if you have any trouble with the principal over the fight, kay?" She had figured, when she snitched, that there would be no trouble. But now she was having little doubts. Little creeping, fearful doubts. She assumed that Kryss did not have the relationship with the faculty and staff that she had. She, essentially, could not get in trouble. She had wonderful grades, and every teacher loved her. what could go wrong? Well, quite a lot, actually. She scampered off too class, and took the only open seat in the front row. She gave Mrs.Lassati an apologetic look, and her teacher only nodded, smiling.