Math Sucks Novels & Stories

He groaned so dramatically that a few people down the hallway actually glanced at him. “I’m going to flunk math,” he muttered, like it was already a fact written in stone. “Numbers hate me. They see me and they just… laugh.” I zipped my bag closed and shot him a look. “Numbers don’t laugh, Taylor.” “They laugh at me,” he insisted, pressing his palm to his chest like he was in the middle of a tragic monologue. “Mocking me, haunting me. X and Y are conspiring against me.” I couldn’t help it, I laughed. “You’re ridiculous.”

I wasn't sure what the scent was, but I loved it. I tried my best to focus on what Jaxon was saying to me, but honestly none of it made any sense. I just didn't have a math brain and I couldn't figure out any of the equations. "Ugh. Why did I have to be put back in a math class?" I complained. "I think with all that I'm going through, at least that part should have been in my own control."

I hadn’t slept most of the week, studying was nearly impossible, and ceaning my room had become my only coping mechanism. Everything had been about forgetting the image burned into my skull: Dominic and Vivian in my space. Lucas bumped me lightly with his shoulder. “Hey. Breathe. You look like you’re walking into a funeral.” “I might be,” I muttered. He grinned. “Well, if you fail, I’ll buy you ice cream. If you pass, I’ll buy you two.” “That math feels rigged.” Lucas shrugged. “Life’s rigged. Might as well have ice cream when you’re sister tries to deflower your fated mate in your own room—”

Our mate would have accepted us if we weren't so pathetic! "Don't think like that Sarah. It's not your fault." "How is it not my fault?! I am weak! They're right, I don't deserve a mate like Hunter. I should just die! Why didn't my mother take me with her?! Why?!" I stopped running and fell on the muddy ground while choking sobs continued to leave me. But that stopped when a group of rogue wolves emerged from the shadows. Their sharp canines and loud growls stopped my breathing. Their eyes gleamed maliciously.

Soc-sci also ended and History took its place, challenging the strength of our eyes not to fall asleep. Seriously, I don't like these subjects. This has been discussed since elementary school until now it is still not over. Pure Spanish conquest and whatnot. Even McArthur, who has been at peace for a long time, is still being sympathized with. Susme, please silence the one who has calmed down! These subjects are sleepy. But the next one is worse. It is Advanced Algebra and the hard part is just finding the x. I'm still in high school, I've been looking for that x until now, but I still can't find it! I want some tofu.

What a peculiar thing! "Shall we…get started? Which subject is your weakest?" Mr Sok shook his head and asked whilst he threw his hands into his trouser pocket as he shuffled towards a big, black table. "Ma…mathematics!" Immediately after clearing his throat, Travis stuttered as he squeezed saliva down into his oesophagus. He followed Mr Sok and sat down opposite him whilst his slightly trembling hands took out books from his backpack.

That's all, you can leave now. When he uttered the last sentence, they all literally ran out of the room. I don't know why they don't like mathematics, it's the subject we use most in our daily lives, it's necessary to know at least the basic concepts in case at some point we have a problem. That's my favorite class of all the classes I get, especially because Professor Matthews teaches very well and does his job perfectly. I don't know why most people hate it, I guess because it's very strict, but it must be if you really want to learn something.

Amelia The classroom was silent except for the scratch of pens against paper. My pulse thudded so loud in my ears I could barely focus on the exam questions in front of me. Numbers, formulas and equations, it all blurred together in a way that made me want to scream. No matter how much I studied, math just never stuck. My stomach churned. If I failed this test, my scholarship would be on the line.

But what really puts me in a sour mood is the result of my Math pop quiz. My eyes widen, as my hands tremble while holding tightly on the piece of paper that was given to my Math teacher. How did I get a 0 out of 100?! Well, back in my previous school, I did get at least one correct answer but seriously?! I whimper as my face presses on my desk. I studied really hard. I tried but I just couldn’t understand a single word at all. Their Math is way too advanced for me! Yes, I am not really fitted to study in the number one most prestigious school in the United freaking States.

I smiled. "If this is how Maths is gonna drive me nuts, then there is no way in hell I'm gonna select a course that is related to Maths. " Sydney brusquely declared. "Syd, Maths is not hard. It's one of the most interesting subjects. Actually, it's more like playing with numbers. " I explained dreamily.