Jiro feels awful about what she did. It’s not like she wanted to do it! She studied all night and tried to cram as much information in as she could, but the second the paper was handed to her, her mind went blank. As much as she tried to keep up the heroic honesty, Momo sitting right next to her and blazing through the test was just too tempting. At first, she promised she’d just copy the few hardest questions. Just one or two then she’d be done. But two turned into three, into four, into the entire test! Of course, she had to get a few wrong on purpose so no one would be suspicious, but enough to get a good grade!
After handing in the test, she felt on cloud nine, nothing could bring her down! That was, until she began thinking about it throughout the day. Slowly but surely it began eating at her. At lunch, during training, even when she laid in bed. There was only one thing she could do to make this right. Slinkling over to Momo’s room, she knocked on the door wearing her purple pajama set. “Hey it’s uhhhh…It’s Jiro. Can I come in? I gotta tell you something” Guilt and uneasiness flooded her tone.
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You can't keep a good dog down, or in this case, a bad cat.
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