Corrine waved back and grumbled to herself. Let's hope he wasn't insinuating something raunchy. Before she could say anything, the bell rang, signaling that lunch was over. She picked up her bag and headed off to her last two classes, math and history. It was going to be a long day.

She walked through the hallways with her little map in hand. It looks like she'll be going up and down stairs for the rest of the day. Her little legs could barely allow her to walk fast, much less go up stairs. By the time she reached the top she was nearly out of breath.

She took a look around to find her history class right next to her on the far left. Lucky her! A few minutes left of chit-chat from the other students created background noise in the class before the bell rang. The teacher stood up from his chair and glared daggers at his students. Some still were carrying their conversation on before a quick scolding from the teacher set them straight.

[color=a0410d]"QUIET! Or you'll [i]all[/i] be getting detention!"[/color] He shouted. He didn't seem like a friendly man. Corrine thought it was just an off day and that it shouldn't bug her.

He walked around the class room, handing out what looked to be quizzes. Corrine quietly raised her hand as the teacher handed her a quiz as well.

[color=8882be]"Um, sir? Why did I get a quiz? Today is my first day."[/color] she asks quietly.

[color=a0410d]"Oh well, you should've come prepared for class."[/color] he replies as he continues to hand out quizzes. What nerve! That's not fair! To give out a quiz on their first day is appalling! She grumbles as she tries her best to answer the question. She doesn't know any of these at the top of her head! She'll be lucky if she gets a 'C'. It was going to be a long period.

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After an immensely boring lecture about the renaissance era, the bells rang. Corrine had never felt so relieved to hear a bell in her life. Everyone scrambled to get out of the classroom. She walked back down the stairs to her last class of the day: Math. Her worst subject. Without help from her old tutor, she's doomed. 

She walks into the room to see she's the first one there. An old, short woman is reading a romance novel as she waits for class to begin.

[color=8882be]"Good Afternoon."[/color] Corrine says softly. The old woman looks up from her book and smiles warmly. 

[color=f49ac2]"Hello, Miss uh... Miss..."[/color] she takes a quick glance at her attendance sheet to look for the new students name. [color=f49ac2]"Miss Corrine, is it? A pleasure to meet you!"[/color] She greets and heads right back to her book. Corrine could feel her heart pound. What a sweet woman! She might actually enjoy math if she stays sweet like that. A few minutes later, the bell rung and everyone went to their seats.