Chapter 3: Almost there

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January is here!! I hoped the boredom frenzy will end soon.

I knew that my classmates before will go to classes early in the January. It's for public schools.

With their classes were going me and my mom have to go to the Humanitaries Center of Learning.

I have to take the entrance exam. I wondered why all students have to take entrance exams even only few studemts are enrolling and ending up in one section.

Well I just have to to go with the flow. I don't make the rules. I hoped it will be easy. Then I asked my mom if it will be easy. Then said "It is more of an IQ test".

"Well ok, Is it more about math or somthin?", I asked. "Not exactly. It is more on patterns.",she answered.

Then a teacher told me and my mom that new students should go to the room now. So I went in with my ballpen. They were a bunch of new students in the room.

Just before I went in I saw a sign on the door written on a paper posted on the door, "to All new highschool students proceed to this room".

As I came in to the room I seated on the chair with a big and wide table in front of me then two students also seated infront of me. They were tall, man.

It was early that time so we have to wait until it starts.

By the time it started a teacher was starting to give us the test sheets. Finally I got mine.

While the teacher was saying the instructions. I just felt that something was wrong. I felt like someone's watching me..

Then I looked at the back. There it was I saw a guy just staring at me.

He was in another table. The tables weren't that far. The room was small that was why the tables were near.

And I was like," Ughhh", in my head. Having a test like this with having a guy looking at you?!

So, to solve my problem I just jumped into conclusions maybe he wasn't looking at me maybe he was looking at the girls who sitted with me.

Then after I finished the IQ test I passed it to the teacher, then I went out from the room and went to my mom. Then I told her that it gave me a little headache.

I looked through my stuff then, I just have the feeling I forgot somthin. Then it was MY BALLPEN!

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