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"Caroline get up it's 6am you have your last midterm exam today" screams mum from the living room
Midterms , every student's nightmare from the past 2 months. To be honest the word itself freaks me out. Well technically, they are just tests, but there are a multitude of reasons why it's different from anything we may have experienced in junior classes.
I recall my physics professor Mr. Weesly all tucked up to deliberately fail the entire class in the examination.
He clearly hated us. And why? Because we complained to the headmaster about his hidden affair with the art teacher Mrs. Joanne.
Oops maybe?
Well I don't care. No wait I'm kidding , I obviously do. Moreover Mr. Weesly never jokes and his death stares add a bit more realistic effect on his sayings.
Crap we're so dead.
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Ola people :) Apologies for writing a short chapter.
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Will try to write a better and bigger part next time :|
Till then byee
xoxo