I walked into the classroom and sat down in my assigned seat!. Mrs!. Kate started to write something on the board!. Objective: TEST!. We have a test today I didn't know that!. I didn't even study!. Did she even mention this last class!? Is this some sort joke!? I can't fail a test I already have enough things to worry about!. How could I have forgotten this!? Oh please let it be a multiple choice test!. I quickly started to review my notes before the class started
“Alex” I looked at up at the call of my name!.
“I got an email telling me to send you to the principal's office, you can go after you finish the test”
Principal's office! What did I do!? I tried to remember but nothing came to my mind!. Mrs!. Kate passed out the test!. Multiple choice!. Awesome!. Ten more question to go, something triggered in my brain of why I would be called to principal's office!. My hands suddenly seemed so sweaty!. My pencil marks were smearing, I was starting to feel so stupid!.
I tried to focus on my Algebra II/Trig!. test!. Graph the absolute val!.!. !. my stomach started to knot, I looked at the scantron and quickly bubbled in the answers without even looking at the questions!. Got up and handed my test to the teacher, took a pass and made my way out!.
It was a mistake!. I mean they wouldn't kick me out would they!. How can they know it was me I mean!. My throat was staring to burn!. I felt sick just thinking about what I had done, and then a sudden feeling, something churning in my stomach making its way up my esophagus!. It came up into my mouth but I was no where near the bathroom and forced myself to swallow the vomit!. This is great my mouth now stinked and tasted horrible!. I started to walk faster towards the principal's office!.
I reached my hand out knocked on the door and went in!. Sitting down I searched his face for a sign but his face was expressionless!. He passed a folder to me with my name on it and motioned for me to open it!. Sweat was trickling down my neck, and my palms were sweaty which I wiped against my jeans but my socks were starting to stick to my toes making me so uncomfortable!. I opened the folder, I quickly flipped through the pages!. These were all my school records, all the grades that I had ever received, all the schools I had ever been too!. Skimming something caught my attention, it was an acceptance letter to Craiford Academy but I hadn't applied!. This was it I knew it they were kicking me out!.
“Congratulation Mrs!. Mason, you have been accepted to Craiford Academy”
What's his problem I don't want to go to a new school!.
“Thanks, for the opportunity I'll think about it!.” I shook his hand and left quickly feeling uneasy!.
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