Chūnin Exam Proctor Novels & Stories

I blink my eyes as I thoroughly move my eyes around the area. “I think you are vacant tomorrow at this hour, and I will proctor you for fifteen minutes. Questions will be given tomorrow as well and like the normal exam, I will collect you answer after fifteen minutes. Do you get my point, Miss Laurier?” With a nodding head, he dismissed me right after the conversation and right now, I am standing in the middle of the whole day, thinking how I can answer those questions with the thought that it’s only the both of us, along inside that room.

She looked at her co-examiners around her and their faces were like their having trouble as well with theirs. Danielle sighed and continued answering her examination paper. When the bell rang, all of them felt disappointed and gave a deep sigh. The bell was their signal to stop answering the test questions. Unfortunately, all of them were exhausted of thinking. The Proctor came to get their answers and said to us to wait for a moment. Then, Mr. Mariano, Teacher Leonora, Mr. Steve and the Proctor, Mr. Edgar sat in front of them, holding the test papers. They

The test was an odious experience. She was not allowed to take the test with the other potential students. Since she was the first commoner to ever take the test, she needed to be “monitored” to ensure a lack of duplicity. She sat alone at a desk in a small windowless room surrounded by five guards. A Procter would come in for each section of the test and leave immediately after. The room was stuffy, and the rattle of the guards’ armor almost drove Edwina crazy. She was hot, sweaty, and very distracted.

I am five minutes ahead of the exam’s time and yet our proctor decided to start the exam earlier for us to finish earlier as well. Most of my classmates were grinning as they gazed in front. The proctor’s face beamed towards all of us as she smiled. “Hello everyone. I am a good friend of your adviser. Please call me Ms. Pam.” I could hear most of my classmates greeted our teacher with a smile as well. Her light presence relieved the little anxieties within us. “Please don’t feel scared. Just remember that if you’re done with this test, vacation will soon take place. Enjoy the remaining school days!” Some responded to her wishing her the same, too. I just got my pen and a scratch paper to pre

The idea of him giving me money still doesn't sit well. I finally get a text saying he is outside. Packing up my things, I am just about to leave when Dr. Wells strolls into the office. "Here, grade these essays and have them in the grade book by 9 am on Monday. Also, I need you to proctor a makeup exam on Thursday." "Dr. Wells, I was given Thursday off. I can proctor the exam Friday or Wednesday." "The student can only be there Thursday, so make it happen." "If I find a replacement proctor, will that be sufficient."

"Sir! What about those of us who aren't students of the high councilors? If the exam is tailored to their advanced tutoring, how are we supposed to pass?" The examiner offered a reassuring, professional smile. "You do not need to worry. Anything that you haven't been taught will not be set in this exam. Although it is a higher-level test, the curriculum remains bound to our core texts. Since your names were approved on the official list of people taking this exam, then surely, you must have been taught the required material. Trust your preparation."

I rushed to the window and shouted as loudly as I could. "Excuse me! I'm a candidate in today's exam. A proctor is holding me here and won't let me test. Please help me!"

They kept pressing, demanding that the university give them an answer. Just as the admissions officer was about to speak, a voice came from the back of the crowd. "I can prove that the blank test isn't Kieran's." In an instant, every head turned toward the sound. The person stepping forward was the proctor from my final exam session. A lot of reporters and students recognized him right away. He spoke without hesitation. "I was the proctor for his Reading and Writing section. I can confirm his test booklet was fully completed." Paul shook his head. "And why should we believe you? For all we know, you're lying for him."

It’s like I’m balancing a thousand things in my head, each one demanding attention. The Principal clears his throat again, and I focus on his voice as he lays out the usual exam rules. Phones are off and away during tests, and there is no talking or wandering around. Cheating means automatic failure, and apparently, they've got extra proctors this year to “ensure academic integrity.” His words bounce around the room, but my thoughts keep slipping back to everything waiting for me outside of these walls.