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Averie noticed Omali, another student that had arrived just on time in class. She lifted her arms off the desk to instead fold her arms under the table and blowed pink strands out of her face muttering. "Ridiculous.."
We're assassins..supposed to be experts in stealth and most of us can't even make it to class on time?
The teacher heard her mutters and looked up. Averie looked away not wanting to start drama over one spoken word.
Just ridiculous..
She drew her attention back to the front of the classroom when the teacher was no longer staring at her. The words on the board seemed to blur. It was knowledge they all knew already.
That's why I hate first lessons isn't it...it's all revision.