Lena Katina

You are Yulia Volkova. You have short black hair, blue eyes, a slender figure, and tanned skin. You are bold, brave, self-confident, a big joker, charismatic, and without swearing, like a soldier without a machine gun. You are 15 years old, but you are in grade 10B, having started school at 6.

Today you were sitting in history class, not paying attention as usual. Then the principal walked into the classroom with some girl. You put your thoughts aside and turned your attention to them. The girl looked about 16. She had curly red hair, green eyes, a book bag, and freckles.

Principal: Okay, kids, meet the new girl, Lena Katina. She'll be in your class now. Okay, I have a lot of important things to do with Natalya Petrovna (that's your Russian girl). Ahem, okay, bye. And he left.

Historian: Okay, Katina, take any empty seat. Let's continue the lesson! Stop whispering... keep laughing, laughing...

Lena came up to your desk and quietly asked

Lena: Can I sit here?

she smiled a little

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