Extra Math Guy Novels & Stories

"This is so hard. Can I just not come?" She had just finished speaking when she looked up to see Xander sitting in her seat. Grace rubbed her eyes and went up to him in disbelief. She asked, "Xander, what are you doing here?" Xander didn't even look up as he said, "I heard that you can get extra credit if you do the mathematical olympiad, so Mom signed up for me." Grace was amused at his plight. "I thought I was the only one who was suffering, but I didn't expect Aunt Hestia to do the same to you!"

One way or not, they'll find out the truth, and I'll be gone. Well, that's if you'll do something about it. ***** Math was okay, our teacher Ms Bell handed out sheet after sheet on trigonometry and said that whatever we didn't finish would be homework while she walked over to her desk and got out a book to read but ended up falling asleep after 10 minutes.

Chapter Thirty-Three – Same tone. Arya squeezed the paper and tossed it in the trash bin as she passed. Why was she that bad at Maths? She tried hard, she really did. But it was always to no avail. It didn’t help matters that the math lecturer was her least favorite lecturer and now local government chairman. She couldn’t wait till he left and there would be someone else to take over from him. Her phone rang and it was a number she hadn’t seen before.

Why did Zeke have to make things so difficult for me? "I'll set aside a room for you and your partner to complete your computations. As long as you don't interfere with the lesson, I have already asked each of the teachers if it is okay for you to be present." My math teacher, Mr. Harrison, requires us to calculate the area of each room in the school after we measure their dimensions. He makes us complete simple tasks that we already know how to do, possibly because he is too lazy to teach us anything new today. He starts to circle the class, giving each of us a specific classroom to work in. He turns to Zoey and me and says, "The gym hall," and I nod in agreement.

“Don’t hurt yourself, Alex.” My phone buzzed in my pocket. Once. Twice. I ignored it and tried to point at the problem again. “Okay, look at number seven. You factor out the greatest common…. ”. Then my phone buzzed. I pulled my phone out just enough to glance at the screen under the table. Mr. Knox: Still wet for me? My face burned hotter. I shoved the phone back in my pocket and kept talking fast. “Greatest common factor, then you solve for x. Easy stuff.”

He didn’t care anymore. Math Problem (8 + 5 = ?): Kenta had written “8 + 5 = 135.” When Takuto asked him how he arrived at that conclusion, Kenta simply explained, "8 and 5 hugging each other turns into 135!" As logical as it was, Takuto felt a pang of disappointment. This was his younger brother’s interpretation of basic arithmetic.

PATRICE MAURICIO ’ s P.O.V. I hurried out of the car. I'll be late. My first subject is Math. Our teacher in Math is I am her favorite, favorite to stand alone in the back until I can't answer the math question. “Ah! Wait! Wait! Wait, Mr. Guard!” I shouted when the school guard was about to close the gate. When the gate closes for me, I will run ten more times in the open field before entering our first subject.

"I need his brain." "We all need his brain," Gab agreed. So did I. I missed math lectures for a month, so it was my first time listening to lessons. I thought I was going to get bored like all the math classes I attended in my entire life. I was wrong. Who would get bored if two Math Wizards - Zack and Aae, used the whole hour to compete for math problems? Of course, we were all happy because they took all the recitation problems and we just watched them. Bravo!

I went back to my seat as soon as my mathematics teacher stepped into the classroom. “I told you all that we would be having a mathematics competition and so we will be selecting the best three to represent our school from your classroom today.”, he said as he smiled. His teeth were not that sparky but it gave an impression. He was a tall and masculine man and never felt sick. I am saying this because you will know that mathematics teachers hardly fall sick if you attended high school. He was also a jovial and no-nonsense man. His name is Master Caleb Ogugu.