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Emerald Point of View

Ok it was official. I was drowning under the pressure of homework. Maths again was giving me a headache. My teachers had been emailing my work weekly. They weren't used to students studying off campus and well didn't really know what material to send me. But my maths teacher. Well he took the cake. He wasn't only not sending me key information, he was sending me half written questions!

I had spent days working those fractions out only to send them to him, to have them sent back all wrong. All because he hadn't spent me the questions correctly. I wanted nothing more than to fly back home and straggle him.

So I was redoing the questions with the correct information. I had been doing it nearly all day. And I was nowhere near finished.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." I didn't take my eyes off my work, I was in the middle of a fraction. I had taken over one of the conference and had my work spread across half of it.

"Your three o'clock is here." Megan said sounding unhappy about it.

"I don't have a three o'clock." I pushed my glasses up and kept working on the fraction. I tucked my legs underneath me. I knew I had today free because I had depended on it- to get this work done.

"Um you do. I just didn't expect him to show up."

"Why did I agree to do advance maths? Seriously. Why didn't you talk me out of it? What's wrong with general maths!"

"You wanted an edge when it came to university next year?"

"Well next time I want an edge, tell me to do some bloody volunteer work."

"You don't have time for that."

"I don't have time to redo bloody fraction questions! I've been at it since eight and I am still nowhere near finished. Why is it Mr Gardener personally wants to make my life hell!"

"I can make a note to him, to give you more detail next time?"

I scoffed.

"Um about your three o'clock?"

"I don't have a three o'clock!"

"Like I said you do. I just didn't put it in your schedule because well I didn't expect him to show up."

I groaned. "If it is Evan about me doing that lace shot again, tell him no. I am not modelling anything that is completely see-through. It's basically me with no top on!"

"Um it's not Evan."

"Well if it isn't the CEO of Victoria Secret, who the hell would be important enough for me to stop what I'm doing?"

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