Post by Malia Tate on Nov 1, 2015 17:46:33 GMT
Out of the ashes, I'm burning like a fire
The thought of having English Classes in the morning made the werecoyote shiver at the thought as she already knew the language, but apparently she hasn't spoken a word since being a full fledged shifter, making her brain a bit fuzzy with the words and how to sound it out as if the language was new to her, which made her frustrated as it was an impossible task to complete, but she had to do it for the sake of her father who was proud of how far she went, even if she was struggling behind her peers. When the young girl sorted through her books to see where her teacher had assigned them homework and sighs as she realized she had to write down the answers to the questions that was provided for everyone to reply, making the young girl bit her lip in wonder as she read over the questions and crinkles her nose in determination as she picked her pencil up and wrote down the answers that she had found easily with the help of her book, thanking the gods for the answers as she went. The answers to the questionnaire completed, Malia got up from her desk and bit her lip due to her nerves shaking with low self esteem, the paper in her hands shaking as she placed her homework down on Mrs. Larson's desk, smiling nervously as she turned around to face her desk and sat down quickly as she wasn't sure if she aced it or failed, probably the second one.
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