Meeting Myles ✔️ [COMPLETED]

One

I stressfully throw my books to the side and throw myself back on to the floor. It was my last mock exam tomorrow and to say I was stressing out was an understatement.

I look at the time
4:59am
The numbers glare back at me as if I'm doing something wrong by staying up until five in the morning to revise.

I get up and start getting ready for school slowly. I pull my trousers on but they feel loose. I sigh and put my skirt and tights on instead. I grab my blouse and put it on. I put a decent amount of makeup on and then wrap a black hijab around my head. I put my boots on and then spray some perfume on. I grab my phone and my pencil-case and run down the stairs because I have half an hour left till I have to be at school.

"Hey mum" I smile
"Hello" she smiles looking up at me but her smile fades away
"What?" I ask grabbing a toast
"You can hide your tiredness as much as you want with makeup but I can still see it" she tells me and I roll my eyes

Once I've finished my toast I run out the door and towards school.
I get there just in time for when the bell goes
"Hey!" I hear my friend Atiyah say
"Hi!" I reply hugging her
"I swear you're losing so much weight" she says and I roll my eyes
"Atiyah, please just let me get this exam over and done with and then I promise you can give me hour long lectures" I beg and she laughs
"Okay fine" she smiles

"My psychology exams in half an hour so I'm going to go to the library to revise" I tell her and she nods her head
"Good luck" she says and hugs me
"See you at break" I tell her and she nods her head

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I stare at the clock knowing the old woman at the front is going to tell us to put our pens down. I finished the paper half an hour ago and sitting in these chairs for nearly two hours is unbearable. I swear.

As the time gets closer to half eleven, my heart beat gets faster and I start shaking. My vision goes blurry but my little panic attack is interrupted by the old woman telling us to put our pens down
She comes around to collect them and I can't believe this is it. My last mock exam is over.

If you haven't realised already, I have a problem with finalising things. I hate the idea of something being so final. In this case the best example is GCSEs

She gets closer and she holds out her hand so I can pass her my paper but I don't. I shake my head and my eyes fill with slight tears. She looks at me impatiently and I slam my paper in her hands and storm out the exam hall, not completely sure about what just happened

I run towards the bathroom and lock myself in a stall and start crying. I don't know why I did that. I'm pretty sure I'm gonna be disqualified for that. They're probably going to throw my paper in the bin.

I realise the bell is about to go so I get out the bathroom and fix my makeup just in time for break.
"Hey how was the exam?" Atiyah says when she catches up with me
"It was okay" I say
"You'll do fine" she tells me but the anxiety inside me is telling me something different

"Yeah" I nod
"Amina?" My head of year Mrs Woods calls me
"Yeah?" I ask
"Can I talk to you?" She asks
"About?" I ask
"Amina just go, I need to go see Hassan" she says and I roll my eyes

She takes me to a quiet room and tells me to sit down.
"Are you going to tell me what you're here for?" She asks
"I asked you that before" I tell her annoyed
"Well what happened today?" She asks
"The day just started, nothing's even happened" I reply
"What happened at the end of the exam?" She asks and I take a deep breath

"I don't know what you mean" I lie
"Amina, if something's wrong, you need to tell me" she sighs
"I'll keep that in mind" I say and get out my seat and walk out

I keep my anger in all day and once I get home, I run up to my room and scream into my pillow.

I take my makeup off and put on a pair of leggings and a simple shirt on. I put on fluffy socks and my gown. I take my contacts out and put my glasses on instead and tie my hair in a loose ponytail.

I jump into bed and switch my laptop on. I put the newest episode of Riverdale on and chill out till about half one and then fall into a deep sleep.

Sleep

Something I haven't had in a long time...

A week later

"Are you ready?" My form tutor asks and I nod my head
My hands are shaking
I was gonna find out my mock exam results and no one was as nervous as me

Like I said before, I hated final things. These were like the next worst things than GCSEs. My mock GCSEs.