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Sasha spent most of her first class staring dumbly at the board filled with strange equations that she had never heard of. Math had not been so advanced when she died around one hundred years ago.
When the teacher asked her a question she would answer it the best she could but all she earned were laughs from her fellow classmates.
Her face would turn red and she would hide under the heavy math book she was given by the teacher at the start of class.
"This is going to be a long day.." she mumbled to herself, losing her enthusiasm steadily.

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By the time Draydon got to school the first class was nearly over, so he just sat outside in front of the school and waited until he heard the bell ring. He was curious in what made him so eager to get to school... it had to be something big as he usually never felt a pull so strong.
The other members of the football team yelled to him when they saw him standing around outside. They asked him annoying questions such as "Why weren't you at practice?" and "Why didn't you come chill with me and the guys last weekend?"
Draydon hated all of this human bullshit and could easily snap all of these children's necks; which he frequently felt like doing.
However, instead of committing mass murder in front of the school he just grinned and replied in the friendliest way he could.
He and his group of "friends" walked inside the school, many of them sharing his second class. He was constantly looking around without realizing it, and didn't catch himself until one of the football players said something to him.
After that his eyes still didn't quit darting around at the other students, as if they had their own will and were searching for something incredibly important.