"Okay class, get one whole sheet of paper. Write your name, section, and the date today."
"Miss?! Is this a quiz?!" One student shouted. "Yes Ms. Montes, do you have a problem with that?" Professor Veronica said coldly.
Professor Veronica is our Math teacher, and she loves surprise quiz so much to the point that it surprises me how I still get an average grade in her subject.
"Ms. Asteria! What are you spacing out for! Get a one whole sheet of paper, now!" Oh frick. I took my whole pad paper from my bag and started writing.
There is a certain rule in our math class, wherein those without papers cannot ask from someone else and would automatically get an F from that quiz.
"Psst." I heard. I ignored it and minded my own business. Urgh, I wasn't listening to her during today's lecture, and I'm sure regretting that now. "Psst." Another one. What is that student's deal? If Prof. Veronica heard that student, he/she'd be kicked out of the class immeadiately.
"Luna" I was shocked to hear my name. No, not actually that shocked. What shocked me is the voice who called my name. I looked back, and bingo! It was really Jonathan. For him to call me, have I used up all my luck in this world?
"Luna, please pass me some paper. Don't let prof see, please." He pleaded. Normally, I don't give my classmates one, especially because I'd be risking my own quiz too! But since it's Jonathan, I'm willing to give my whole pad to him!
"Here. Take it quietly." I said as I let a piece of paper fall from the back of my chair. He sits behind me so it won't be a problem for him. He catched it and started writing.
After the 10min quiz or what felt more like 1 hour, we passed the paper and we were dismissed from class. I went directly to the locker area and as soon as I opened it, whole chunks of crumbled paper spilled out.
"JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE PRETTY AND GETS SICK OFTEN TIMES DOESN'T MAKE YOU A PRINCESS"
"DON'T GO NEAR JONATHAN U BITCH"
"HEY HEY DID YOU KNOW THAT 5 YEARS IS STILL A LONG TIME? WHY DON'T YOU DIE NOW?"
Those were the contents of some paper. You can guess for the remaining ones. As usual, I threw them away, took my water soaked notebooks, and went to my next class.
To go to my next class is kinda wrong to say. I went to the library to sit and write the next chapter for my story.
You see, I am Luna Asteria in this world, but in the internet, I am Crescent, the top fiction writer. People know Luna Asteria as the beautiful girl cursed with sickness, a girl who's bound to die soon. But, Crescent is different. Crescent is a writer who writes about dreams and people's wishes. She created a world of sunshines and rainbows, a world in which only a chosen few can experience in real life.
As I was writing, my phone buzzed from my bag. I took it and read the notification.
New message : Hey, this is Jonathan. Thanks for earlier! That was cool.
I smiled. That small text really means a lot to me.
Reply : Sure! No problem.