The Diary of Evergreen Evelyn

Academic Turmoil

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Eve's pov
Cece's support meant the world to me after losing my mom, becoming both a mother figure and a reliable friend. Despite this solace, my days began with Ed's scoldings, leaving me agitated, especially with my disrupted sleep cycle.

Damn those Math Classes.

Seated beside Catherine, I couldn't resist passing her a note about the mind-numbing lecture. She smirked and scribbled a reply.

Catherine: "Tell me about it! This class is a cure for insomnia."

We continued our whispered banter, finding humor in the mundane. However, our conversation didn't go unnoticed.

Professor: "What seems to be so intriguing over there?"

Caught off guard, I stammered.

Me: "Uh, Professor, we were just discussing the fascinating world of... numbers?"

Catherine bit her lip to suppress a giggle.

Professor: "Well, if you're uncovering the secrets of mathematics, share them with the rest of us."

We nodded, trying to look serious as he continued with the lecture.

Reluctantly, I approached the board as the professor called my name.

Professor: "Miss Smith, come forward and solve this equation."

I hesitated, feeling the eyes of the class on me. Taking a deep breath, I managed to reach the board, nervously gripping the chalk.

As I began working through the equation, a series of blunders unfolded. Numbers were misplaced, signs confused, and the once straightforward problem turned into a chaotic mess. The class exchanged glances, stifling laughter as my embarrassment grew.

Professor: "Eve, perhaps you need to double-check your steps."

I stammered an apology, correcting my errors with a blush creeping across my face. The professor, despite the mishap, maintained a calm demeanor.

Professor: "It's alright, Eve. Everyone makes mistakes. Let's try another one."

He handed me a new algebraic question.

Professor: "Now, solve this quadratic equation: (2x^2 - 5x + 3) = 0."

I focused, determined to redeem myself.

Despite my determination, the quadratic equation (2x^2 - 5x + 3 = 0) proved to be another challenge. As I struggled through the steps, frustration mounted, and my confidence waned.

Professor: "Eve, it seems we have more work to do. Meet me in my department after class."

Anxiety gnawed at me as the class continued. The professor, seemingly unsatisfied, called Catherine to the board. However, even her attempts fell short.

Professor: "This is unacceptable. Both of you, meet me in my department after class."

As the bell rang, we nervously entered the professor's department, anticipating a stern lecture.

Professor: "You both need to grasp these concepts. Failing to solve basic quadratic equations is concerning. I expect improvement."

My hands trembled as the professor's words sank in.

Dread settled in as he turned to Catherine.

Professor: "Catherine, call your parents. They need to be aware of your struggles with the material."