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Finally realizing class is about to begin, a torn expression appeared on her face. She began cursing herself out in Japanese, as she crazily rushed to her locker and put in the lock number, and then slamming it open to rush and grab her books. "New kid, always fun. Now, where on earth is Mr. Buptkis," she muttered. She shoved her bookbag in her locker, grabbed her books, and rushed off to Mr. Buptkis's room. She literally slammed open the door, then winced when she realized she came in with a very loud opening. "Damn it," she murmured. Her cheeks turned bright red, then steadied her gaze. Apathy, don't care, she told herself, and the blush immediately went away. Hiding her face with her hat again, she gazed down at her converse shoes.