Chapter 30

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I couldn't be more excited to ask Will if he could come. I woke up early this morning, unable to contain my excitement. 

I fixed my hair into a neat and high ponytail and smoothed out my uniform. My rosy cheeks were rosier than ever. 

Lora couldn't wait to tell Ralph too. She was giddier than ever and there's no doubt that I'm giddier than her at the moment. 

We both had wide grins plastered on  our faces as we stepped out of our dorm and headed to our classes. 

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I blinked rapidly three times as the teacher hands us our test sheets and I receive mine.

I'm sweating! I'm sweating! 

I blinked two more times and tried to answer the first problem on the paper.

1. If f(x) = x^4 - x +  2, then f(-x) = ?

I just felt like my foot just got ran over by a big truck and just got my epithelial tissues shredded into pieces! Wait, is that even possible? Well...MAYBE!  I didn't study this! Well, maybe I did, but I don't remember this being part of the test. God, I was too excited to call Will and I may have forgotten about the test today.

I scratch my head in frustration and banged my head on the table a couple times, resulting to having eyes staring at me. 

I glance at Lora and she notices me. I mouth the words "Help me. I am dying." She bit her lip and her face scrunched up. 

I raise an eyebrow and she shook her head. She was just a few feet away from where I was and mouthed back. "I don't know too!"

My eyes widen and I sink in my chair and cleared my hair out of my face. The teacher notices me and I quickly sit up straighter and cleared my throat. 

She knitted her eyebrows and I turned my face back to my paper. With my hair covering half of my face, I rolled my eyes and whimpered softly. Why does this happen to me? 

So this is what Hell feels like. 

Hmph. No wonder. Just like the post I saw while scrolling down on my Facebook Home page "You go to school crying, you leave school crying." 

That's exactly what I want to do right now. Cry, scream and eat a tub of ice cream to lessen stress. I'd probably get the chocolate  mint flavored ice cream. It's delicious. 

Ugh. Now my mind is drifting off to some ice cream wonderland. I shook my head furiously and left some students who saw me, giggling. Pfft. Whatever. I don't give a damn if they're laughing at me. I don't even think that they know the answer to the first question on this stupid piece of paper. But...what if they do? Sweet baby Jesus, please help me. 

I stare blankly at my paper without any idea on what to answer. I tap my pen on the side of my table and tried to create a beat. "Shh!" I heard one of the students say to me.

I turned to make a swift glance at whoever said that. She didn't seem to notice me glancing at her so I faced front again. 

Geez woman! Can't a girl make a good beat?

Never mind. I'll get out of this hell hole any minute now. I sighed. I checked the back of the paper. Daheck? Three pages back-to-back? 

I know this isn't right but I couldn't help myself. I glanced at the nearest person's paper. Yaas! Answers! 

The teacher had her back turned so I took the chance to answer the test while making swift glances at the paper I was trying to cheat off of. Sorry. I seriously need to pass this freaking test. 

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