A stroke of Luck
Revenge of the Geek Gal
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
deadlysin811
Fortunately for the tiny Edna, the trip to their first class, although just a short trip turned quite long was rather uneventful. Sticking close to the side of the hallway as she feared the common straggler either making their way to their class late, or even those coming from to go to the office or other various means. Nothing would seem to stop her along her way to room 302. From here she would simply slip herself under the door, her body being small enough to fit under the crack and enter the classroom.
Meanwhile amongst the world of the normal sized people, Mizuki herself was having a bad day already. Every day seemed terrible though for the exchange student, having to wake up each morning only to come and listen to lectures from teachers. The "education givers" of the states whom said nothing she already didn't know. It really was a bore and it simply left the girl siting at her desk, face buried inside her text book which was haphazardly lying open across the top of her desk. Her arms hanging quite lazily over the sides, giving the clear idea that she was bored to death. It wasn't lost on the teacher whom was at the chalk board going over a few problems from her lesson. She a younger teacher, late twenties, still new to the school and trying to gain ground with the students who would try and take advantage of her lack of experience.
Safe to say, she didn't show much tolerance for such things. "Ms. Ishihara! Can I trouble you to please pay attention in class?" She could begin in a stern voice which made many students sit on the edge of their seats and straighten up on the spot. Unfortunately, Mizuki was not one of them, she not even nothing to lift her face from her book as she spoke. "I don't know, you going to actually say anything interesting?" Her words muffled by the book. This would earn a few stifled chuckles from around the class, but a glare shot their way by the young teacher would silence them rather quickly. "Then why don't you come up here and solve the problem we were about to go over, hmm?" She would challenge the younger girl, sure of herself this would put Mizuki, a constant thorn in her side in her place.
Though she would be sadly mistaken as all this would do would get Mizuki to lift her head. Hair a disheveled mess from how long she had her head down on her desk, eyes narrowing slightly as she looked at the chalkboard. "Don't have too, the answer is six. Now go back to trying to teach the ones who aren't already smarter than you." With that, Mizuki's face would be back in her book as she would look to nap and this would leave the teacher in a sudden look of shock. She wanted to question how she had figured that out, this was an advanced equation, something she herself would have to have a piece of paper handy for, and yet, this girl had done it in her head seemingly effortlessly. Her cheeks would glow a bright red before she turned back to what she was doing, not daring to say anything else further to that arrogant student, and instead focus on teaching a class of snickering students.
Back to Edna, during all of this, she had made it to Mizuki's desk, leaving the small girl to simply look up at her would be friend and savior. This girl who was only just slightly taller than her normally now towered over her like a behemoth now. He legs pulled back, those old worn out chucks resting toes first on the floor just slightly behind her seat. This left Edna in a curious position, to figure out what was the best way to contact Mizuki now that she was literally underneath her
Meanwhile amongst the world of the normal sized people, Mizuki herself was having a bad day already. Every day seemed terrible though for the exchange student, having to wake up each morning only to come and listen to lectures from teachers. The "education givers" of the states whom said nothing she already didn't know. It really was a bore and it simply left the girl siting at her desk, face buried inside her text book which was haphazardly lying open across the top of her desk. Her arms hanging quite lazily over the sides, giving the clear idea that she was bored to death. It wasn't lost on the teacher whom was at the chalk board going over a few problems from her lesson. She a younger teacher, late twenties, still new to the school and trying to gain ground with the students who would try and take advantage of her lack of experience.
Safe to say, she didn't show much tolerance for such things. "Ms. Ishihara! Can I trouble you to please pay attention in class?" She could begin in a stern voice which made many students sit on the edge of their seats and straighten up on the spot. Unfortunately, Mizuki was not one of them, she not even nothing to lift her face from her book as she spoke. "I don't know, you going to actually say anything interesting?" Her words muffled by the book. This would earn a few stifled chuckles from around the class, but a glare shot their way by the young teacher would silence them rather quickly. "Then why don't you come up here and solve the problem we were about to go over, hmm?" She would challenge the younger girl, sure of herself this would put Mizuki, a constant thorn in her side in her place.
Though she would be sadly mistaken as all this would do would get Mizuki to lift her head. Hair a disheveled mess from how long she had her head down on her desk, eyes narrowing slightly as she looked at the chalkboard. "Don't have too, the answer is six. Now go back to trying to teach the ones who aren't already smarter than you." With that, Mizuki's face would be back in her book as she would look to nap and this would leave the teacher in a sudden look of shock. She wanted to question how she had figured that out, this was an advanced equation, something she herself would have to have a piece of paper handy for, and yet, this girl had done it in her head seemingly effortlessly. Her cheeks would glow a bright red before she turned back to what she was doing, not daring to say anything else further to that arrogant student, and instead focus on teaching a class of snickering students.
Back to Edna, during all of this, she had made it to Mizuki's desk, leaving the small girl to simply look up at her would be friend and savior. This girl who was only just slightly taller than her normally now towered over her like a behemoth now. He legs pulled back, those old worn out chucks resting toes first on the floor just slightly behind her seat. This left Edna in a curious position, to figure out what was the best way to contact Mizuki now that she was literally underneath her
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