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I flung the cane into the man's hand and hoisted him up to his feet. "Come on, come on!" I growled. Quickly, I guided him to the sidewalk. "Thank you so much, Roseline. You saved my life! How can I repay you? " He croaked. 'You could bring back the past 3 minutes of my life.' I thought sarcastically. "There is no need for that, sir. I'm just being a decent human being." I smiled. He returned it and I turned away, starting back towards the academy.
Believe it or not, being new in a school wasn't as nerve-racking as it should be. Having previously traveling business people as parents prepped me for years of new everything. Introduce myself, sit in the back, formalize with the social butterflies, integrate myself into the school system. Graduate the grade. It worked like clockwork for me, like a schedule to success. Believe me, I fully intended to follow my list, but it seemed that everybody else forgot the script.
"Hi, I'm Alya! The school Ladyblogger and future reporter! " The brunette exclaimed proudly, showing me the countless updates on her blog. "Roseline." I said, pasting on a fake smile. "Cool! Can I call you Rosie? I'm gonna call you Rosie " Alya blabbered. She reminded me of a certain lawyer...."Who's Ladybug? " I asked and I felt the judgemental stares of the whole class. Alya chuckled. "You're not from Paris, are you? No real Parisian wouldn't know about Ladybug and Cat Noir!" Alya laughed. I blushed. It wasn't my fault, I'd only been here for a week. She sighed. "Ladybug and Cat Noir are the heroes of Paris. They defeat supervillians and protect our citizens from akumas! See, this is why you should read my blog, it keeps us up to date with their actions."
Akumas? Supervillians? Super heroes? What have I moved into?!
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