“Results are out! Check your dashboard!” Alice yelled before getting on her bicycle.
“Oh shit! They are out already?” Jude asked no one in particular.
“I think they are, our group chat is blowing up,” I said dryly.
“Should we check ours together?” Jude asked whilst smiling sheepishly.
“No please, I want to check mine alone,” I said.
Jude shrugged and continued pressing his phone.
I love how he handled things like this. Jude did not give a hoot about his results. He could fail all he wanted, but he knew he was going to college regardless.
He didn’t have to think about having low grades or being ineligible for scholarships. My darling friend was a trust fund baby, and his daddy could get him into any college of his choice.
I envied Jude, his life was perfect.
“Katie, are we still going to the mall later today?” Jude’s question brings me back to reality.
“Oh yes, we are.” I smiled at him.
“Okay, Princess, hit me up when you’re ready. I’ll be with my guys,” Jude said before leaving me to be with his guys.
I took a sharp breath. As much as I was scared of checking my results, I still had to do it anyway and the earlier the better.
I stared at my school website. There was a box that stated; Input your matriculation number.
I turned to my left and my right. I knew that it wasn’t the right place to check my results.
Clutching my phone hard and adjusting my school bag, I made my way to my favourite part of the school.
Passing the throng of students in the hallway, and cafeteria, I walked briskly to the old music building.
I got there in no time and was happy at how deserted the whole place was, it was just the way I liked it.
I sat on one of the stairs dropping my school bag close to me, it was time.
I unlocked my phone and went straight to the school website again. Inputing my matriculation number, I proceed to click on Show my result.
Palms sweating and heart racing, I waited for the page to load.
It came up. I quickly scanned through the different subjects and grades and my eyes landed on it. I saw it, I saw the one thing that was going to ruin my perfect plan.
I felt the knots in my stomach tighten and breathing became difficult, I could barely see my phone screen. I was having a panic attack again.
“An E in Maths? God! God why?!” And without warning, I opened the floodgate.
I buried my face in my arms and I cried. I cried with everything in me and I cried to the point that I couldn’t cry anymore. My body was too weak to continue and my head was banging.
I stared at the result again and a fresh set of hot tears rolled down my eyes.
“How do I go from here? How do I break this news to my poor mother?” I asked no one in particular.
I wiped my tears and I said to myself “Kathrine Louisa George, this too shall pass”.
I stayed there till the close of school.
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Falling a paper or a course can be overwhelming however it’s not always the end of the world , I also like the statement of hope “this too shall pass “
a nice piece of writing! is it a part of something bigger?
So mom had a good grade for maths? Interesting how maths seem to be the reason more than once if it comes to describing this picture and school misery.