We were lead through the long corridors of the school. This test was that of a lifetime, something people would work years to have the chance just to take it. I didn't. Yet I was here. And I was not excited.
We passed many small rooms, dispersing students as we went. I wanted so badly to do well on this test that it made my stomach hurt. This could mean my entire life. And it was just two stupid tests. One on English, one on Math. We called them T.O.A.K. Test of advanced knowledge.
They put me in the smallest room, the now cleaned out custodian closet. I was happy with that. My hand was shaking with the red pencil that I always carried around with me. I put pencil to paper and wrote my name. Sylver Anne Coyne.
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The Gifted
Random!WARNING! CONTENT SUBJECT TO CHANGE! DO NOT BASH ME! PLEASE!!! A science fiction novel for my peeps. Inspired by a certain group of people in a class we refer to as GT. U know who u r! Certain characters are inspired by certain people. Sandra is ins...
