MIRIAM'S pov “Lisa, this is it,” I said. “The last practical day is today.”“Yeah, it is,” I answered back in my head. “And we get promoted if anyone passes the test.”I stared at the ceiling. “I wonder what the test will look like.”“It won’t be hard,” I told myself. “A 500-level student is running it.”Then the worry hit me hard. “Fuck. This is still level one and I’m already this messed up. Won’t I get pregnant before level two?”I shook my head. “No problem. I’m going early. I’ll take the front seat. I don’t want to miss one thing.”That was my plan.I woke up early the next morning. My stomach felt tight. I got dressed fast. I grabbed my bag and left the house while it was still quiet. The road to school was empty. I walked quickly. I wanted to be one of the first people there.When I reached the classroom, only about nine other students sat inside. I counted them. I was the tenth person. I walked straight to the front row and sat down. The wooden desk felt cold under my arms. I
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