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ARIANA'S POV
Here I was, right before the college. I couldn't believe I was sent to study fashion designing. Out of all courses in the world, I had to go for fashion designing.
Anyways, I was to be thankful because I could still manage that. It was still a reputable course, with a promising future. I walked into the building, and found the class I was to have this morning.
I was late, and it was so weird as half of the class turned their heads to look at me.
"Miss whatever, this should be your first and last time you come in to my class late. I am Professor Dane and I do not tolerate both lateness and laziness in my class." He spoke sternly, and I nodded, pursing my lips out of embarrassment.
About half of the class laughed, making things worse, so I just found my way up to the back. I sat down comfortably, and focused on the Professor.
"Hey." A lady with blonde hair, called my attention.
