A second later, the door opened, and in walked Hana and Hiro, both looking tired and annoyed.
“I hate this place,” Hana said, as she sat down on the couch next to me.
“Same, I’m ready to leave,” Hiro said, as he sat down next to Hana.
“What happened?” My mother asked.
“Nothing, just know-it-all teachers trying to tell me that I will never accomplish anything because I killed another plant. I told them I am not a gardener, but they didn’t listen to me, therefore the plant died,” Hana said.
“And after switching from that remedial class to advanced magic, one of my i***t classmates attempted to make me look bad, so I reversed his magic, and I was the one who got in trouble. They also want me to stay extra hours because I’m failing carpeting,” Hiro added.
“I’m sorry that sucks,” I said,
