C39, The deep dark secret 1

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Continuation

Harry stepped into the class with a few hefty men who appeared to be his escorts.

They had hard muscles which you could see through their tight black shirts. They also had on dark shades and black combat boots to complete the hole black teamed look. Even their outer vests carrier with the cute little zipper was in a light black.

Harry's face was in a teary state. It seemed like he wanted to cry, but it was quite steeve as well. Could it be he was just really angry that his eyes got watery and his face red?

I don't know why, but the hole scenario seemed to have turned on whatever organ in the body that awakens the hormones that causes us to laugh, cause I laughed so hard tears streamed down my eyelids.
Harry didn't really seem to like my burst out. I mean I don't hate the guy that much, but escorts to an exam, for a bunch of highschool students, I feel like it's a little extreme.

I don't know if he was trying to punish me, but after our coordinator apologized on my behave, he decided to crash next to me- since my sit partner was a-p-p-a-rently ill.

It's Jessica, I'm sure she's just faking.

I could barely concentrate through his (nice saint of man's fregrant). Once the invigilator lady called 30minutes, I had to make a quick run through. Also had to pray, "asked God to help me get raid of every distractions"
I mean the dude didn't even take up to 15 to finish. He just began playing with his pen afterwards, he didn't even pass me a side glance.

Once I was done, I rushed to submit, then dashed through the hallways, to my locker.
I needed to have a quick revision on the next subject, cause it appears like I had forgotten all i had studied.
It's between Shopping, church programs, or mister perfect sitting next to me. All I know was, I certainly felt blank now...

After school

Aimy and Hayley were discussing about how the exams went...

"Men, I can't believe how hard the science exams were. Don't get me started on that math equations." Hayley commented, as they both headed out of the school premises.

"I just can't believe I went blank on an exam. If I fail, Hayley, I'm not sure I could ever survive it." Aimy reacts freakishly.

"You wouldn't fail." Hayley comforts.

"I left three workings undone Hayley. If I don't die from that rush, i don't think anything else could kill me." Aimy added.

"Hey, come on. What kind of a child of God makes such awful comments as that? Chillax, if you did the others right, you'd be ju-st fi-ne." She supports playfully.

"Sure, but I'm not taking any chances. I'm not sure I'd be coming for church services anymore. I really need more study time." Aimy concluded sadly,
"You'd be seeing me on Sundays though." Aimy added in an elevating manner.

"Well, it's up to you. If you feel like it's a distraction, you can very much survive on home prayers, at least until exams are over." Hayley replies.

"Great, God is everywhere. The church is just for assembling and growth, and elevation, to rekindle the fire in us, and be amongst people with similar faith as us, they could help grow our faith, give good solutions and support, to make us stronger..." Aimy trails off, worrisomely.

"And you say you can't preach, I think you should make a cross-check." She interrupts jokingly.

"Ha-ha, like that counts as preaching." Aimy comments sarcastically.

"Can't you hear yourself?" Hayley asks acting confused.

"By the way, about Jessica. Do you think she could really be ill?" Aimy asked curiously

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