Just thought I should make a post ^^
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Just as quickly as lunch went, I skipped off to art, one of the actual classes I liked in 1st grade.
Just as the teacher told us to draw something, I started to draw with my crayons. I just loved coloring with crayons instead of coloring pencils.
Realizing that I needed to sharpen one of my blue crayons, once I got up from my chair, I bumped into somebody.
"Sorry," I muttered, looking up at the guy. He had black hair and red eyes. I think his name was Kyuubi...
"Who are you?" he asked, a little stubborn. I think he was in the same grade I was in...
"I-i'm Meeko. I'm kinda new here..." I told him. I never liked being the new kid, but there were a few others, so I didn't feel completely embarrassed.
"I'm Kyuubi. Where did you move here from?" He asked, still being stubborn. Something must have gone on between the crazy friend of his... Shukaku, I think.
"Some really small place at the low part of Japan, I think..." It was really weird for me to talk to him. He seemed to be really... I think the word was popular. He knew a lot of kids, and I didn't. It was really weird...
-Meeko
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Come on guys! Let's get the club moving again! ><
