End of second semester for third year college

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"Mnemosyne I am not gonna lie your topic in your research paper is good but you used the wrong method in calculating the probability of your data. So let's talk about your options here"

I bit the inside of my lip and glance at my thesis mates, all of them can't seem to stop fidgeting.

"Is anyone from your group aiming for the honors? Cause if there is one I'm willing to let you borrow a grade in accordance that next semester you would pass another research paper"

I raised my hand and bit the inside of my lip harder. Our professor sighed and reviewed our paper one last time.

"Write a promissory note, in it you will state that you will conduct another research next semester. Also, I hope none of this gets out even to your classmates. If this leaks it would do us bad, all of us"

"Alright maam"

I glance around the room and the mood was even heavier before we started our defense.

"Mnemosyne a moment please"

I nodded at my group mates before heading towards the faculty with our professor. I helped her carry the books she had.

"Was it tough? Being the leader"

I smiled bitterly before staring at my feet. If I tell her that it is, would it do good with my group mates? 

"It was alright maam, bearable at least"

"You are too good for others Mnemosyne, you're smart. I have high expectations for you. You don't excel in activities but if we are to talk about your examinations and comprehension abilities, yours are above the chart"

I chuckled before placing her books in her desk.

"We'll work hard on that research paper again maam"

"Then I am looking forward to it"

I smiled at her before leaving. After a few steps I felt my knees giving up and so I sat in one of the steps of the stairs. I sighed heavily.

Being in the honors? Of course that was a lie. I already flunked my Labor Code subject this semester. I buried my face in my knees. I knew it doing that research paper alone was indeed a bad idea. 

Next semester, we will be having our graduation thesis not to mention internships. I felt myself tearing up.

"Ahh what a failure I am"

I can't even tell this to anyone. I also can't tell this to my parents of course, they'd be disappointed. I stood up and let out a heavy sigh.

That Zev even though he doesn't always attend classes, he sure gets high grades. Also I don't know how he does it but that guy was born to be in a dominant race.

I closed my eyes and smiled to myself.

"Okay you can do it, just one more year"

That's right one more year and it will be okay.

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