Its another day, you just got off the bus and you walk onto campus of your middle school. You walk to your dreaded class called algebra and sigh while walking up the ramp of the portable classroom. You walk in and realize youre taking a test!
"Great!" You said sarcastically, you havent studied at all and you have no clue what this test is about. You sit down and take the test and pray for the best.
At the end of class you get your test back and you failed with a 69%. Nice. Your teacher calls your mom about it.
You go through the rest of your day like normal, you bumped into this kid on accident though and you tell him to watch where hes going and you push him away.
You walk home and dread what your mom has to say...
