5~Shooting Star Promise (Shaman King- Trey)~5

“Maybe something good would come out of having Trey in all your classes,” you thought, being placed down in a seat and Trey taking a seat next to you.
“So, what’s up with the names?” Trey asked, lightly as he poked your forehead, making you look towards him.
“Ah, I guess no one likes me,” you replied simply.
“How could that happen?” he questioned and tweaked your nose. Pulling back quickly, your face turned red and you looked towards the front. How could you tell him anything that caused everyone to hate you? You didn’t want him to join them.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” you mutter lightly and he gave off a laugh. Scoffing, you thought he was teasing you, and dart your attention back to him. He, however, was still laughing as he touched his own face. “What are you doing?” you squeaked out as he just stared while laughing.
“I didn’t know anyone’s face could ever get that red,” he replied and you took a deep breath before turning forward and hitting yourself lightly in the face.
“Stupid, stupid, stupid,” repeated from your mouth with every hit until Trey took your hands and laughed a bit more.
“Don’t worry, I think it’s rather, cute,” he told you and that only made the embarrassment worse.
“That’s not helping,” You squeaked out and he laughed again. You went to pull your hands away from him when he pulled you and you almost fell out of your seat.
“Maybe you should compose yourself for our teacher,” Trey commented lightly, but still held your hands as the teacher began counting papers to hand to rows.
Muffled words seemed to come out of the teacher’s mouth and everyone tried craning their hearing to understand what she was saying.
Then, it came. A few papers dropped, and she bent down to pick it up. An eruption exploded behind her and nearly half the class went in a daze, coughing and choking on toxic gas. “Watch out for the unexpected,” the teacher chuckled out and took out a fan before putting it near her butt. More people coughed, telling her to quit it.
“What class is this anyway?” Trey asked lightly as everyone just watched the teacher laugh coyly at a group of students that went straight in the path and fell down, almost passing out.
“If I recall correctly, it’s Math,” you told him lightly and he nodded.
“I see great things in your futures,” she stated as she handed Trey and you a sheet of paper each. “Many troubles, but they shouldn’t get in the way too much.”
“Great, a fortune teller,” Trey sighed out and you let off an unsure chuckle.
“Maybe we’ll be able to get a few classes off with the fortune telling stuff,” another student commented and Trey shrugged, turning around to talk with them.
“Great things, many troubles, shouldn’t get in the way,” you muttered out and wrote it down on a sheet of paper and put it away, giving off a big smile towards Trey when he looked over at you.