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knocked on the door. Mr. Shafer looked startled when
he turned to see Tracy in the doorway with her chemistry book.
"I did the homework, but I still have a few
questions."
"Oh great! I love to see students excited
about chemistry!"
Tracy was not excited. She just did not want to
fail which, in her house, was anything below a B . Tracy found a seat in
the front row and opened her book up to the assignment she had been working on.
Mr. Shafer sat in the chair beside her and glanced over her shoulder at the
page. The expression on his face made him look like he was just as confused as
she was. She began to think he would not be much help.
"Which part don't you understand?"
"All of it."
He laughed for a minute, but straightened up when
he saw the blank stare on Tracy's face. Here she was failing for the first time
in her life and he thought it was hilarious.
"Well, how far did you get on the
homework?"
She pulled out the page and showed him her
results. He studied the sheet. She looked at the paper too trying to figure out
if what she had come up with meant anything to him.
"This isn't so bad. I can see where you mixed
some things up though."
He went over to the board and wrote out a few
examples, making her go through each problem and tearing apart her thought
process. The first bell rang before they could get through much, but Tracy felt
confident that she had learned much more than the previous day. She took her
things to the back and found her seat between Chloe and John.
"Did it help?" Chloe asked.
"Yeah."
"Good. Now you can help me," Chloe said.
"Chemistry is not hard. You should have asked
me for help," John said.
"Are you serious?" Tracy asked.
"Yeah. It's not that bad."
"What lunch period are you in?"
"Yours."
"Really? I never saw you in there."
"I've seen you."
Tracy wasn't sure if he was referring to the blow
up the previous day or not, but she thought it was best not to bring up the
subject considering her and Chloe had just put it behind them.
"Okay! Well, I'll be sitting with you today."
"Alright."
Although Tracy had missed English class the
previous day, there was not much to catch up on. She had missed a couple
chapters of the reading, but planned to go through it after school. Chloe had
highlighted the main points in her notebook. Tracy walked in the door confident
that the class would be a breeze, but what she was not expecting was a pop
quiz.
She immediately began to hate Sharon all over
again. If it weren't for her, she would have gotten Chloe's notebook the day
before and read the required chapters last night, but now she was behind. Tracy
hoped Chloe's highlights were enough to get her through the quiz, but she did
not remember most of them. When she turned the paper in half of it was blank.
She did not expect much mercy from her teacher.
"Sorry I didn't know," Chloe said.
"It's fine."
Tracy just wanted to go home, but she had been the
one that screwed it all up. She could not pout, scream, or show that any of it
bothered her because everyone was watching. It felt like she had been set up by
Mrs. Daniels. The woman was aware that Tracy had missed class the day before.
Why would she schedule a pop quiz? Maybe Mrs. Daniels wanted her to fail.
Her head wouldn't stop bouncing thoughts around
about the whole conspiracy which made it a challenge to hear any new
information. She knew she was falling further behind. Tracy needed a break to
calm down. She needed to get away from everyone and just start over.
After the class ended, Tracy and Chloe walked to
the cafeteria together, but Tracy left her friend to go find John. She walked
along the first line of tables until she saw him near the vending machine. She
must have walked right past him so many times, but today he was as obvious as
the red and blue logo on the wall.
"Hey!" she said.
"Hey."
Tracy sat across from him at the table that he
shared with three other people. One guy she knew from Earth Science the year
before, but
he turned to see Tracy in the doorway with her chemistry book.
"I did the homework, but I still have a few
questions."
"Oh great! I love to see students excited
about chemistry!"
Tracy was not excited. She just did not want to
fail which, in her house, was anything below a B . Tracy found a seat in
the front row and opened her book up to the assignment she had been working on.
Mr. Shafer sat in the chair beside her and glanced over her shoulder at the
page. The expression on his face made him look like he was just as confused as
she was. She began to think he would not be much help.
"Which part don't you understand?"
"All of it."
He laughed for a minute, but straightened up when
he saw the blank stare on Tracy's face. Here she was failing for the first time
in her life and he thought it was hilarious.
"Well, how far did you get on the
homework?"
She pulled out the page and showed him her
results. He studied the sheet. She looked at the paper too trying to figure out
if what she had come up with meant anything to him.
"This isn't so bad. I can see where you mixed
some things up though."
He went over to the board and wrote out a few
examples, making her go through each problem and tearing apart her thought
process. The first bell rang before they could get through much, but Tracy felt
confident that she had learned much more than the previous day. She took her
things to the back and found her seat between Chloe and John.
"Did it help?" Chloe asked.
"Yeah."
"Good. Now you can help me," Chloe said.
"Chemistry is not hard. You should have asked
me for help," John said.
"Are you serious?" Tracy asked.
"Yeah. It's not that bad."
"What lunch period are you in?"
"Yours."
"Really? I never saw you in there."
"I've seen you."
Tracy wasn't sure if he was referring to the blow
up the previous day or not, but she thought it was best not to bring up the
subject considering her and Chloe had just put it behind them.
"Okay! Well, I'll be sitting with you today."
"Alright."
Although Tracy had missed English class the
previous day, there was not much to catch up on. She had missed a couple
chapters of the reading, but planned to go through it after school. Chloe had
highlighted the main points in her notebook. Tracy walked in the door confident
that the class would be a breeze, but what she was not expecting was a pop
quiz.
She immediately began to hate Sharon all over
again. If it weren't for her, she would have gotten Chloe's notebook the day
before and read the required chapters last night, but now she was behind. Tracy
hoped Chloe's highlights were enough to get her through the quiz, but she did
not remember most of them. When she turned the paper in half of it was blank.
She did not expect much mercy from her teacher.
"Sorry I didn't know," Chloe said.
"It's fine."
Tracy just wanted to go home, but she had been the
one that screwed it all up. She could not pout, scream, or show that any of it
bothered her because everyone was watching. It felt like she had been set up by
Mrs. Daniels. The woman was aware that Tracy had missed class the day before.
Why would she schedule a pop quiz? Maybe Mrs. Daniels wanted her to fail.
Her head wouldn't stop bouncing thoughts around
about the whole conspiracy which made it a challenge to hear any new
information. She knew she was falling further behind. Tracy needed a break to
calm down. She needed to get away from everyone and just start over.
After the class ended, Tracy and Chloe walked to
the cafeteria together, but Tracy left her friend to go find John. She walked
along the first line of tables until she saw him near the vending machine. She
must have walked right past him so many times, but today he was as obvious as
the red and blue logo on the wall.
"Hey!" she said.
"Hey."
Tracy sat across from him at the table that he
shared with three other people. One guy she knew from Earth Science the year
before, but
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