My Little problems with no solution

The Day of The Results

I cant quiet remember what day I got the results back.  I presume it was the following   Monday. It was going to be a  very bad day as my English teacher Bernadette was going to give us our  results. I was very nervous. I started to sweat. My teacher looked at me and gave me a paper with a number. I didn't look at the paper. I was very scared.  I didn't want to see my  mark.  My partner took the paper from me and called out my result  to all the class. I was very ashamed and also very  angry with him. Bernadette gave him a very cross look as if she was going to kill him. My teacher punished him by not giving him a lunch   break for one whole week . All the class went very quiet.  Nobody said a word.

Half pass two arrived.. Home time,  I decided to take the long way home as I was very unhappy with my result. Finally that moment arrived!!  I was at the front door to my house, with my four point nine result, trying to think of  an excuse for my parents..  Finally they opened the door. The first thing they asked me was:
"How did you get on in your English exam?"
I couldn't look at them , avoiding eye contact I told them my score. My Dad responded:
"Henry!!!  Get into the house now.."
I stopped and looked at him, he  looked at me as if he was going to kill me. I   started to create excuses  but they  didn't  work,  so my parents  punished me by not allowing me  to use my  mobile phone for a whole week, therefore I have to continue this story on my laptop..

Oh no ! I have to go, here comes my mother...