𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐘, Mary closed her eyes and tried not to focus on the light that was reflecting off of her desk. Focus, Focus, Focus. Why should I be writing about Shakespeare anyways? She thought, thinking of the song she had changed the lyrics too to remember some facts about him and his plays. She was tapping along to the rhythm, making Paris send her a glare, when Rory ran in.
Everyone looked up at her as she apologised to Mr Medina and walked through the middle of the classroom to find a seat. "Miss Gilmore, you're gonna have to wait in the library." The teacher informed the girl as she continued to look for a seat.
"But, what about the test?"
"I'm afraid you've missed the test."
"No."
"We start promptly class at 8:05."
"No."
"That's when I need people to be in their seats."
"Please."
"I'm sorry. Those are the rules."
"But you don't understand." Rory was almost shouting at this point, making even Mary look up at her, "I was up all night studying, and then I missed my bus. So, I had to drive-"
"Let's discuss this outside."
"So, I'm driving down this road and I stop and I get hit by a deer."
"You hit a deer?"
"No, I got hit by a deer." Mr Medina chuckled at the girl as she continued, "You don't believe me? I've got antler prints on the side of my mother's car."
"Rory, come on."
"No! You have to let me take this test!" Rory was yelling at this point, making Mary cover her ears to try and concentrate. "I am ready for this test. I know everything there is to know about Shakespeare."
