You know that one feeling? The one where you studied all night, and still failed that math exam, or literature test. Well I've had it probably more times than you could imagine. For example, I recently had a math test, and I studied for hours. Hours, I'm not even joking. I took the test the next day feeling really sure if myself on it. Get it back the next day and BAM! There it is a big fat F plastered across the front. WOW! Big whoop I thought to myself, but then I realized something peculiar. This isn't my test. Weird. Oh no. Not him. Damn. Noah. My. Crush.
"Um, Miss. Pearson? I think I got the wrong test." I said anxiously.
"Oh, yes hold on," she says as she flips through the papers. "Ah! Here it is Lily." she says to me happily.
"How bad did I fail this time?" my jaw clenched then droppped almost instantly. "Um, are you-you sure that you graded this correctly?" I said stunned. There was a huge A plastered on it. Holy hell. I did it. I aced the test. The period ended. School was out for the weekend, as I started walking towards the door I heard heavy breathing from behind me.
"Um. Hi. Li. Lily." Noah said looking at me breathless and blankly.
" Hey, what's up Noah?" I said as smoothly as I could without my heart jumping out of my chest.
"Uhhhhhhhh, nevermind. Bye." he said while walking away.
Um that was weird.
