I groan in frustration as I stare down at my test paper. A 99% out of a 100%. My parents are totally going to cook me. I hate math anyways. Its so boring. I roll my eyes and lean back in my seat. I scoff and toss my paper to the side of my desk. All was worse until I saw them walk in. The way they walked in with such confidence it had me on my knees. My heart started to race and I felt weak to my stomach. I gulp softly as they sit down me. I was staring hard that I was sure I was blushing
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