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Low Expectations Ch. 8 Chapter Eight: Don't Be A Menacing Fan-girl While Eating Pocky [Part I]Low Expectations Ch. 8 by ~QueenOfDarkness898
*Warning! This chapter is very long for some reason!*
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A blue jay perched its diminutive blue body on a crooked tree branch near a window. He sang a song, echoing throughout the neighborhood and sweetly breaking the peaceful morning silence. Saturday morning was perfect and beautiful in every way. Matthew thought otherwise.
The wavy-haired blond slowly peeked his head from under his many cozy blankets. He reached for his black socks and rolled them into a ball. Lazily yet effectively, he threw the sock-ball at his window, distur
Low Expectations Ch. 7 Kiku sliced the loud bickering into half, causing deadly silence to fall all around the Freshman Tree. You, Arthur, and Alfred were frozen in your positions, as were Francis, Yao, Ivan and other students passing by who expected a fist fight. Kiku's face was stern, either stern or annoyed. He then stepped back, more relaxed. Bowing down promptly, he opened his hands to reveal an array of tiny Japanese candies, which to you, was like a beautiful beam of light shooting epically from his hands.Low Expectations Ch. 7 by ~QueenOfDarkness898
You stupidly gazed back, puzzled and astonished. Being a candy-holic, you had the urge to inhale these delicious treats.
"Would you like some?", Kiku fi
Low Expectations Omake Note: This chapter has nothing to do with the storyline. It is a mere bonus chapter for our petite Matthieu and the crazy day he has. Please enjoy:)Low Expectations Omake by ~QueenOfDarkness898
Matthew woke up with a blank mind, not remembering his previous dream. The world seemed blurry without his glasses, which were set on the nightstand next to him. With bed-head, a wrinkled shirt, and lose pajama pants, he reached for his specks and settled them on his sleepy face. He yawned then quietly said, "Ahhh, my back aches..."
He dragged his sock-less feet towards the calendar on the other side of his room, "W-what day is it today?", he murmured. His dull violet eyes gazed at the Canada t
Low Expectations Ch. 6 Today was Friday, the most anticipated day of the week because following behind is the weekend. Just like most teenagers, Alfred F. Jones had a special plan for the two days of no school. He held a thick stack of papers close to his chest, excited and enthusiastic. His worn-out shoes tapped twice per second on the car floor as he bit his pink, lower lip.Low Expectations Ch. 6 by ~QueenOfDarkness898
In Anabelle's van, Alfred sat in the front row, right beside mommy. In the second row sat Matthew and Kiku, they both did not say a word to each other. Yao, who is in the third row, sitting next to you, had difficulty with his amber brown eyes; they closed and re-opened nonstop. He used all
!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!! 
Sta.sh
