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The sudden cramps
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2025-11-03 18:10:59Day to day passes, along with the sun shines merrily in the sky. That day is not only just a regular schedule for the twelve grader students, but also it is the judgement time. As the students sit in the class, Mrs. Greyhound, the math teacher, begins to call each of the names and tell the test score loudly.
"Stacy Barfield, with test score seventy eight," Mrs. Greyhound says aloud as she realizes Stacy stands up, walk to her table, and takes the marked test paper gently. The score mentioned rises various comments in the class. Some of the students are amazed. The only fact that causes their amazement is the incapabilities of Stacy for solving mathematical problems, including complex calculations. "What a rare news! Barfield cannot excel math tests, normally," utters Helena, one of the bookworms among the students. She is well-known for achieving the highest score in each math test at the terms.
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June POV "Oh goodness! Please wake up, Stacy!" The words keep coming from my mouth multiple times. I also do chest compression for a few minutes, but no responses from her. Then, I stare at her face, especially on her heavy upper lips. Again, for another time, it reminds me of how it touches my brims, during the truth or dare game. My heart races insanely, as if I had a thing for this girl. At the moment, the logic nudges my nerves. I shake my head and tell myself that this is emergency state, and I must act fast. Casting away the wild imagination of Stacy kissing me during the dare game, I directly grip her cheeks gently and give CPR, letting my lips touching her for the second time. In some seconds onwards, I pull myself and continue compressing her chest. In the middle of it, Stacy immediately gains consciousness. She even spews some water to the side as she coughs quite hard. "Are you okay, kiddo??" I inquire worriedly. "Hmm. I'm..fine.." She stabilizes her breath
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Day to day passes, along with the sun shines merrily in the sky. That day is not only just a regular schedule for the twelve grader students, but also it is the judgement time. As the students sit in the class, Mrs. Greyhound, the math teacher, begins to call each of the names and tell the test score loudly. "Stacy Barfield, with test score seventy eight," Mrs. Greyhound says aloud as she realizes Stacy stands up, walk to her table, and takes the marked test paper gently. The score mentioned rises various comments in the class. Some of the students are amazed. The only fact that causes their amazement is the incapabilities of Stacy for solving mathematical problems, including complex calculations. "What a rare news! Barfield cannot excel math tests, normally," utters Helena, one of the bookworms among the students. She is well-known for achieving the highest score in each math test at the terms.
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