[Josive]

"Uh... yeah, Josive." I replied in a quick whisper when I heard the one American girl speak to me. I didn't see more, as I noticed the teacher seemed to have a pattern, and was about time for her to examine everyone... which she did. She caught a few snoozers, and made a note of it... but didn't say anything. She then went back to doing whatever it was she was doing to distract herself. "Problem 16? You should be able to figure that one out." I replied back to her, not wanting to get caught cheating by helping others. I didn't want to have a record on my first day.

I turned slightly and saw it looked like she really needed help on the one question, so I internally sighed and whispered the answer. "It's the same answer to a few of the others as well. Problem's 42, and 50." I whispered before turning back to my desk. "I didn't catch your name... uh... Della, right?" I asked her while looking at my books. I waited for her answer, and thought about he factory once again. "Hey... there's some place I want to explore after class. It's in relations to the kids that went missing a few months ago. I was wondering if you might want to join me?" I asked, hoping the teacher wouldn't notice our long conversation. A strike on first day is like getting straight C's. You can't do that in a private school.