11| It Felt Good Also

JULIE

Twenty minutes are about to pass. I am chewing the back of my pen while thinking hard. I have almost solved the question but the last entry seems out of mind. I am unable to think which account should be debited and suddenly, I get the answer. I quickly write it down and the moment I am done, Mr. Taylor claps his hands, catching our attention.

"The time is over. I'm collecting the sheets and tell me who else is done?" I steal a tizzy glance at Mr. Taylor before I start checking the answer.

To his question, Nicole, Harley, Milan, and Ace raise their hands. They get the work of collecting sheets and as I am sitting on the first bench, he towers over me, putting his hands in front of me, asking for the sheet.

"Yeah, just a second!" I utter and quickly check my answer in case I am missing something to add. I am not sure about my answer either but small mistakes can also lead to big problems. And when I am his most hated student, he won't leave even a single chance to harass me.