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Clover muttered a few curses as he dropped his backpack to sit on the grass. At least I'm not late.., he thought, I don't think I am. He looked around and was happy to see some students. He really hoped the teachers here weren't like his last ones, who gave him detention almost everyday. He looked around again. There was a woman, who he expected to be a teacher. He remembered his brother telling him something about a teacher, but it's not like he can remember much..."Ahh..",he sighed and looked up at the sky. Too sunny, and bright, he thought, then again, don't they mean the same things? He eyed the students again, this time with a bit more interest, "Please make this school year interesting..",he prayed silently.Then he added,"..and have nice teachers who won't give me detention."