Jason walked home in a total daze. He ran everything through his head
again and nothing made sense.
It wasn't that he was stupid really. It's just that math was his absolute worst subject. And that bastard Mr. Kellerman was making it clear almost every day that if he failed the class, he was going to be held back.
He walked into the math final more scared than he had ever been in his life. When he finally opened the test booklet, everything was a blank. All that studying and the extra tutoring was for nothing.
The panic that was tightening its grip around his heart was suddenly gone. Jason wiped the sweat off of his head and looked at the paper. For some reason, the numbers made sense. He could just look at one question and see the pattern that showed him the correct answer. An hour later and he had finished the test and he somehow knew that he had passed.
Mr. Kellerman kept him after class the next day. He had graded Jason's paper first and wanted him to see the results. Jason's eyes widened as he saw the number 100 written in black ink at the top. His surprise was compounded by his teacher smiling at him.
"Jason, sit down. We have some things to talk about."
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