High School Mayhem

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Chapter 94: Genius Brain
~Zerenity~

<<Before you read this chapter, I just want to clear up the fact that I honestly don't really know what an academic decathlon is. I looked it up but I was still confused so I made stuff up. By reading that, you can tell I'll never be able to participate in one.>>

"The next extracurricular activity I must achieve is..." I stare at my planner of tryout dates, "the academic decathlon." I beam. That should be fun!

I grab my books, put them in my backpack, close my locker, and sprint toward the room where they're holding tryouts for it. I walk into the room and everyone stops and looks at me. "Oh, uh, I think you have the wrong room." A girl comments and they all turn away.

"R-Really? I thought this was room 134." I check the number outside the door to see I'm right.

"Oh, it is... Are you... coming to try out for the academic decathlon?" She raises an eyebrow and walks over to me. I nod. "Oh... I see. You do know it's a lot of math, right?"

"I love math!" I beam.

"I mean... big number math." She says slowly.

I blink at her. "Uh, yeah..." I nod slowly.

"What she's trying to say is," a guy walks over as he slides up his glasses, "we don't think it's what you're looking for. This is basically... nerd central. You're an adorable cheerleader, it's not the place for you."

"That's really stereotypical." I fold my arms. "Who says I can't do both?"

"Uh, society." The girl snorts.

"Hmph, I'd like to go next, please." I walk over to a table and set my stuff down.

"Actually, you can go now." She folds her arms. "How about you go against our secret weapon, Greg? He knows everything." A different guy stands up and snaps his suspenders, he walks over to the podium and cracks his knuckles.

"That's scientifically impossible."

"Look at you trying to sound smart."

"I am smart." I pout and walk over to the podium.

"Alright, I'll ask the questions." She smirks and stands to the side of us. "We'll start with some multiplication. Feel free to use the whiteboard on the podium in front of you to solve it." She clears her throat. "What is the product of negative 4,583 times positive 8,4005?"

I hit the buzzer automatically. "Negative 384,994,915."

"What?!" She rechecks the card then looks at my board. "It's blank! Where's your phone?"

"In my backpack, why?" I wonder. The guy from earlier rushes towards my backpack and pulls my phone out.

"Yep, it's right here."

"Do you have any other devices on you?" The girl wonders.

"No, I only bring my phone to school with me."

"What's the term for a coefficient of the first term when the polynomial is in standard form?"

"Leading coefficient."

~*After About 50 More Questions*~

"And all of that... you can just do it quickly in your head?" The girl's eyes widen.

I yawn as the tired from not sleeping last night hits me. "Yep. Don't ask how... I won't be able to give you the answer you're looking for."

"Can you do it with any subject?"

"Yes."

"How have you not skipped up a bunch of grades?"

"I skipped up one because I wanted to be in the same classes as my brothers and best friend. Oh, my twin brother skipped up a grade too."

"Genius twins?" She strokes an imaginary beard. "That's amazing. Can your brother join too?"

"I don't know if he'd really want to... Wait... Too? Does that mean I'm in?"

"Yep! We meet every Tuesday and Thursday right after school to 6."

My eyes widen. "Tuesday and Thursday? But those are the days that I have mandatory afternoon cheer practice. Sorry guys, I don't think I can do this."

"Wait! No! We need you, please!" Greg pleads.

"Greg's 1000% right! What lunch do you have?" The girl asks. I really need to learn their names.

"First lunch," I say.

"Perfect! I have first lunch too! I'll meet you and work on everything with you, though you don't really need it since you have such a perfect genius brain. Would it be weird if I did experiments on you? My dad has a laboratory in his basement."

"U-Um..."

"Ha! N-Never mind! Um, it's getting late, I think we should disband for today?"

"Okay."

"Great!" She beams. "Bye!" She runs out the door while mumbling something about a strand of hair.

Is she going to try to clone me?