So I'm kind of on a writing streak right now. I don't know why, but the only thing that entertains me for more than five minutes is writing. So you guys get a lot of content lol.  Also, I don't know how, but I came across a couple sad bakudeku pictures and I'm fucking broken.

-MyComputersDead

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The Next Day

12:28p.m.  Aizawa Residence

*Minor Trigger warning*
Izuku sat on the sofa in the livingroom of his family's house.  As he scrolled through his phone trying to find anything even slightly interesting, he tried to ignore the throbing pain in his arm
*You may read*
He was about to tap on an article about the up and coming hero, Kamui Woods, when his phone buzzed.  He went to his messages to see who had texted him.  The screen had showed a new message from Hitoshi. 
HS~ Hitoshi
IA~ Izuku

HS~ Hey Izu
IA~ Whats up?
HS~ Nm, how r u?
IA~ Im doing better...
HS~ Im glad. 
HS~ Oh!  I forgot to ask, do u know what class you got into???
IA~ Yea
IA~ Im in class 1a in the hero course, hby?
HS~ I got into class 1c general studies...
IA~ That sucks
HS~ Yea, tell me about it.  I already arranged for a meeting with the princupal on the first day of school.
IA~ Thats good.  If u dont mind my asking, whats ur quirk?
HS~ its called brainwash.  If somebody answers my question then I can control them
IA~ THATS SO COOL!
HS~ you think so?
IA~ YEA!
HS~ most people think its villainous
IA~ I mean if you think about it so is my quirk.  I can freeze anything by just saying the word 'stop'
HS~ Thats awesome!  The enterance exam must have been super easy for you then
IA~ yea, it was.
IA~ Well, I'll talk to you later Hitoshi!  I gtg
HS~ Ok, ttyl

After that day Hitoshi and Izuku started talking almost every day.  No matter what their moods were, they always ended the conversation smiling.  Izuku was still shattered inside, but he tried his best to hide it from Hitoshi. 

The First Day Of School

7:30a.m.  U.A. High School-Class 1-A

The bell rang signaling the begining of the first class of the day.  The students were al still talking by the time a yellow caterpillar crawled into the room. 
"Shut up!"  Everyone, except for Izuku, stared at the man that emerged from the sleeping bag in shock.  Nobody, again except for Izuku, had noticed him enter the room.  "It took you all of 8 seconds to quiet down.  This lack of self control is unbefiting of a hero!"  With this the man sent a death glare out across the room of now silent students.  "I am your homeroom teacher, Eraserhead.  While in a school setting you will adress me as Mr. Aizawa or sir."  The students nodded their understanding.  "Now, onto roll call.  Aoyama?"
"Je suis là"
"Ashido?"
"Present!"
"Asui?"
"Here! Ribit"
"Iida?"
"Present sir!"
He continued to go down his list of names until he reached the third to last.  A shit eating grin spread across his face.  He was about tho confuse the hell out of these little brats. 
"Aizawa?"  He looked towards his son expectantly.
"H-here..." he said meekly.  He knew full well what his father was doing.  Everyone else in the room turned their attention to the small greenette, who seemed like he wanted to dissappear into the floor at that moment in time(Mirio! Where you at?)
The older Aizawa chuckled at his son and continued reading off names until he had called the last one.  "Today there is an orientation meeting scheduled..."  He received a groan from his class.  "However we will be doing a quirk fitness test instead."  The class cheered. 
A particularly excited Mina Ashido exclaimed,"This is gonna be fun!"
"Fun you say?"  The teacher now turned his attention toward her.  "I'll fix that."
'Oh boy, here we go,' thought Izuku. 
"The student who receives the lowest score will be ecpelled.  Now, put these on and meet me outside."  He walked out of the room as though this was completely normal, which it was for Izuku.  He had spent the past few years hearing about his father complain about having to fill out so much expulsion paperwork only to hear his other, louder, father tell him that if he didn't expell so many students that he wouldn't have that problem. 

The Same Time 
U.A. High School-Princapal Nezu's Office

"So Mr. Shinsou, you came here to request a spot in the hero course instead of general studies?"
"Yes sir."  Hitoshi was currently standing in front of the small mamal that was known as Principal Nezu. 
"Well I have spoken with the teacher of Class 1-A, and he said that he would gladly let you into his class If you proved your quirk strong enough.  So, with that in mind I decided to prepare a practice fight between you and three other students.  These students will be determined by the end of this class period.  The students you will be facing will be the top three placing students in the fitness test they are currently taking.  I suggest you go scope out the competition.  After all, to join that class you must win two out of three of those matches!"
"Thank you sir!"  Hitoshi was overjoyed!  He had an actual chance at joining the hero course!
"Don't thank me," Nezu said,"Thank Mr. Aizawa!" 
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I hope this chapter wasn't too bad.  I'm going to get some sleep(probably not).  As always, thanks for reading. 

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