I was staring into space, trying to understand what my math teacher was saying. I was not grasping the seemingly simple geometry concept, and to make it worse I couldn't hear what she was saying. "Which answer would complete this statement?" my math teacher asked someone. The room was silent; I guess the person was extremely confused. Then I realized people were staring at me.
"Sienna" Mrs. Bear said. Oh sh*t I thought to myself. She was asking me. I have no f*cking idea!
"Yea-yes ma'am?"
"Which of these four answers would complete the geometric statement?"
"Um the second one?" I un-confidentaly answered. My classmates were giving me disgusted looks now, so I knew I screwed up.
"Are you sure? Why the second one?" Mrs. Bear interrogated me.
I didn't know what to say. I had no idea what was going on. When I tried to come up with an explanation my voice cracked.
"Let me explain. It would not be the second one. It is actually the third one. How many people got that right?" Everyone raised their hand except me. I felt like if I made myself as small as possible I would be able to disappear from everyone. That was all I wanted to do. I fought back the tears of my embarrassment as Mrs. Bear continued teaching. This was the first time this had happened in math. It has happened in English, History, and Biology, and had also embarrassed the shit out of me.
I had never been a good auditory learner. Whenever I was being verbally taught it would come in one ear and go out the other. So I always had to take notes, but I was also crap at that. I was lucky though. I was at a private all-girls high school, and it was pretty small, only 500 compared to other schools with 800, 1000, 2000 students. That meant my classes were smaller, and it would be easier for me to ask for help. But today it felt like there were a hundred girls judging me when in reality it was only about 18. Finally the lunch bell rang, and I hurried out of class with my head down.
"I can't believe it. I was so stupid and everyone was judging me so hard I could tell." I complained to my friends who were in my class.
"Don't worry Sienna. It happens to the best of us." said Kathleen. Yeah right. You're so freaking smart that's never happened to you I thought.
"Its okay we all make stupid mistakes." said my quiet friend Amy.
"Life is a-lot safer on the internet." I said out of the blue. I spent most of my after school time on my favorite website YouTube. I loved YouTube. It was literally my soulmate. I always understood what it said, for there were Closed Captioning, which I affectionately called "CC". I mainly watch K-Pop, so it is a must. I wish there was CC for life, so I would always know what people were saying and never be embarrassed again because I didn't know the answer because I couldn't hear them. I dreamily thought of going home to YouTube waiting for me, with my beloved CC on, watching K-Pop with CC. Ahh, this is the life I thought. (Im sorry that was really weird lmao)
Lunch ended and we went back up to math class. Fortunately she didn't call on me again. After math I had one more 80 minute class and then YouTube. And homework. I frowned at the thought. Finally the announcements came on and school was over for the day. But I get to stay after school for a few hours, because my dad works and he can't leave early to get me. Another "fun fact" about my school is that it is 4 floors. And the stairs can be evil. I was on the 3rd floor and I had to go to the locker room in the basement. I was still thinking about what happened in math as I was going down the stairs. All of the sudden I felt my foot slip up from under me and my body being thrown back. I hit my head hard on someone's feet.
"Sienna!" One of my friends screamed, horrified. The last thing I remember was slowly skidding down the stairs before everything went black.
(Hey fam thanks for reading it all the way. I hoped you liked it. Comment on what you thought. I will be working on a part two.)
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Life-Closed Captioned
Science FictionSienna Kewler has a bit of a learning problem-she can never remember what people tell her. She wishes life was like YouTube, with closed captions, so she could learn better. But after one fall, her life is changed. But is it for the better? Or will...