Chapter 16

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Hayden's POV:

"Alright next question, what is the main artery of the body that supplies oxygenated-" My hand shoots into the air as a surprised look appears on my peers faces.

"Yes Hayden," Ms Phelps says with an amused look on her face.

"Aorta," I answer quickly without hesitation.

"Okay and where does it-"

"Pass through?" I say cutting her off mid sentence.  "Well it passes over the heart from the left ventricle and runs down in front of the backbone." The whole class stares at me with their mouths ajar.

"She's right," a girl with auburn hair and thick black glasses from the back of the class mentions, her index finger roaming a page in the textbook.

"Well Miss Thompson you seem to know your material but may I ask, do you know what a ventricle is?"

"Actually I do, in the heart the left ventricle is the chamber that receives oxygenated blood from the left atrium and pumps the blood into the aorta. The body is like a working machine, each part coincides with each other." Ms. Phelps looks taken back at my response, she opens her mouth to day something but then closes it at a lost for words.

A few seconds later the bell had rung, and everyone's spirits were instantly lifted.

"Thompson can you please come here for a second?" Turning around I notice Ms. Phelps ushering me to her desk.

Waking over to her desk she sits in her chair placing her dainty glasses on her desk.

"Miss Thompson you seem to know all of the material from this chapter, and chapters previously lectured. Your test scores reflect that, every test you got a perfect score." Ms. Phelps says more to herself than to me, almost as if she was running thoughts through her head on how it was possible.

"Well in Chicago they didn't have a medical class so through freshman year I took many anatomy classes online."

"Wow, you must be very dedicated to your studies Hayden," she leans back in her chair with an amused smile.

I don't really know how or why, but I was very good at reading people, especially through their expressions. I could always tell what someone was thinking, and Ms. Phelps was definitely thinking about something.

"I wonder..." She says immediately, quickly getting up out of her chair rushing over to her file cabinets.

"How would you feel if I put you in the juniors class?" She asks writing  my name down on a slip of paper.

"Well uh-" I begin.

"You would be able to do twice the number of dissections and actually learn new information. Besides from what I hear the class you would be in has an odd number of students so really it works out perfectly partner wise." She says trying to convince me, to be quite honest she was doing a fine job.

"Will it mess up my schedule?" I liked my classes how they were, especially the people who were in them. If I had to change my whole entire schedule I don't know if it would be worth it.

"Well instead of having Medical now, you would have it next period and...what's your next class?"

"English."

"Right so English this period. Other than that your schedule would stay the same. And don't worry the Medical teacher for the juniors is really nice, she already knows so much about you."

What Ms. Phelps was saying was convincing enough. English was one of the few classes that I didn't have any friends in so everything really worked out perfectly.

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