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With the last year of school looming, Hannah Woodville, hopes to keep her head down, get the grades she needs and leave for university.
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The sharp contrast of bright pixelated hues, shone brightly on my face. It was burning into my eyes, to the point where I had to blink several times.
"You'll have three hours for your IT exam." The invigilator strode up and down the room. All the students were sparsely situated at their computer desk.
Three hours. I repeated in my head. Only three hours and I would be officially done with school. Aspects of these thoughts excited me. I was raring to go and get the exam finished.
"As soon as the clock gets to ten, you may begin," announced the invigilator.
The computer room was silent, only the ticking of the clock bounced around. I tightly shut my eyes and focused on my breathing. Slowing inhaling and exhaling, I ensured my mind was refreshed and ready.
"You may begin."
The moment those words left the invigilators mouth, my eyes shot open, instantly leaning forward and proceeding with the last and final run.
I blocked everything around me and concentrated to the brightness in front of me. My fingers worked in lightening speed, tapping away on the keyword. It felt like I was in a race with the time.
Constant planning of this final exam and all the ideas were spiralling out. I was determined to create the best website from scratch. Like my final art piece being inspired by Zac's photograph, this was inspired by our business project. I wanted to create a website that did our project justice.
It felt like Zac was infused with every aspect of my life. No matter how much I pushed him out of my brain, he kept barging into my thoughts.
As the seconds turned into minutes, and the minutes turned into hours. I was fighting against the clock, making sure I was done.
After entering into a flurry of my own world, it didn't occur to me how fast the time had gone.
"You now have half an hour left," the invigilator called out.
A sharp gasp ruptured from my mouth, my eyes shot to the clock, indicating the thirty remaining minutes. I could almost feel the freedom. I was mere moments away from reaching the finishing line. This was now a bid to complete my last exam in a timely manner.
The ticking of the clock started to get louder. It went from wall to wall, around the room, alongside the clicking of the keyboards and the mouse. My fingers were swiftly moving trying to beat the constant movement of the clock.
In the last thirty minutes, my surroundings were blocked, all I could see was the bright computer screen in front of me.
"Stop what you're doing, the exam has now finished."
Just as those word rung in my ear, it was like everything around me stopped. Life was paused.
