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Emma knocked on the door, the school gave them the option to go home for lunch or eat lunch at the school, so Emma thought she would stop by Mr. Fu's place and get to know him. "Come in." The voice came from an older voice, with a chinese accent.
Emma opened the door slowly and peered in, "Mr. Fu?"
"Yes," an older man from China looked up and gave a wise smile, "Emma, you're at least three hours early."
"Oh, I know, my school is on lunch break, so I thought that I would stop bye."
"Well, it is nice to see a teenager not so glued to their phone or whatever society has for them, you have decided to say hi to an old man who isn't from around here."
"Well, that's nothing, can I stay here with you until my lunch break is up?"
"Of course, while you wait, tell me about you and your parents."
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Emma was almost late when she ran through the doors of the school, she couldn't help it, Fu liked listening to her views of the world, and she liked listening to his stories. He was a christian missionary who had been in jail for several years at different parts of his life, when God finally told him to leave China, he left as fast as he could at the old age he was.
She found the lockers and grabbed her books, when she entered the classroom he brown haired boy was putting gum on her seat, "Hey! What are you going?"
The boy looked flustered and started to say something when Clara starting laughing. Understanding dawned Emma, "Oh I get it, very nice you two" Emma looked at the boy, "You must be Clara's friend."
The boy said something Emma couldn't hear, so Emma grabbed a piece of tissue and set it on the gum. The teacher came in a started the class. Emma took a deep breath, nothing good would ever come from anger. She would just have to ask God for patience.
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