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Airiqa Sreward bites her lower lip. She taps her shoes nonstop nervously on the floor as she watches them creating rhythm .

"Airiqa Sreward."

"Huh?" She rises up her head that have been nestling on her wrapping arms on top of the table. Foolishly noticing that all of her classmates already received their mathematics test paper on their table.

' I thought she just started passing the papers..?' She stands up with that little thought and approaches toward in front of the class where the teacher's table is placed at the corner just beside the whiteboard.

Miss Adeathia Grim eyed her closing steps .16% is written in red ink on the top corner of the paper.

The long haired girl's eyes are widening in surprise. '2% improvement. Wow..?' Airiqa held her urge to grin and lift her eyes on the face of her math teacher .

She keeps her fingers  knitting behind her body and then lower her head. Ready for lecture.' One second... two seconds..no..?'

"Miss Sreward, I'd like to see you in my office after school. Get it?" The middle aged woman let out a sigh with a hint of boredom. "You can go back to your seat now."

"Yes, madam." Airiqa retreats to her seat. A bit cheering inside as the teacher have given up in lecturing her about her marks like she often did. Her words are all clear and Airiqa can actually mimic her tones and pitch.

"How much did you get?."

'Damn.' She snorts in her mind. "16%" . Her short replies brings a clear cynical smirk on the plump face of a fat classmate of Airiqa's.

"Last time it was 14% right?"

Annoyingly, the girl asks an irritating question, breaking laughter from their tables' tribe.

Airiqa forces her lips to curves a grin. So fake. But the sheepish feeling is real. She hurries her steps and takes her seat. Sighing in sudden down feeling .' They are all looking down at me.'monologue her heart.

Her paranoid side states to her that all eyes in the class are actually laughing at her failing . Shaking off that feeling. She lets out a calm down sigh and try to focus.

...

"You know what? In all of the years,the teaching sessions I took, never...Never did I've met with a student like you. None of my students have ever disappoint me. None! "

'Then you're so lucky madam. You're now teaching a 'unique' student.' Airiqa tries her best not to frown at the teacher's statement as she consoles herself to accept the bitter fact that she's  really bad with mathematics.

" And just now, in class, you aren't even focussing!"

'Whoa. I'm that bad..? That she can't differ either I'm focusing or not? It's not unfocusing but having two thoughts in the same time. Like what to write in wattpad.?.and why are there an 'x' popping out of the blue in calculation of the question that are similar to square roots of....'

Slam!!

Airiqa's palms automatically lands on top of each other on her chest. Shocked.

"You even dare to get lost in thought in front of me!" The teacher yells, not bothering if her voice can be clearly heard till the outside of her office.

The teen girl starts to feel guilty.

SLAM!!

Another ruler slamming on the table.

'I wonder where did she get that ruler? It looks so cool that it didn't break even when she slams it twice with hulk-smash energy. And poor table. Getting hit when it's innocent. What sins have you commit??'

The teacher is scowling at her in I'm-really-mad tone . "You could give me a heart attacks just by showing your marks." She takes in a huge breath.

"Poor you madam. You should reconsider of opening the windows for fresh air so that you can breath oxygen properly.'

The Madame balls her fist and hit it on her chest. "I could even  be in a coma!"

'Now, that are just a bit too much. You're now obviously standing in front of me looking so healthy and fine with all my exam papers neatly arranged on your table. Not to mention the math report book that is so widely opened.

"And what's with that look?? Lower your eyes! Don't shrink your lips!"

Airiqa follows the instructions obediently.

"I called your parents and already gained their permissions for you to attend the tutoring sessions everyday after school till 5 p.m. My student will treat you nicely enough. She is my best student."

'My parents? No tolerance. TT.'

"Your sessions started tomorrow. You may go home now. Take all this junk out. I don't want see them!" The teacher stuffs Airiqa's arms with the papers harshly and roughly shoves her lean body out of the office.

She slams the door shut with a protesting click. Opening it again only to throw the report card, shutting it again, and abandoning the fact that the card hit on her student's head.

Airiqa bends down with difficulty to pick the card up. Her eyes started to be all teary and wet. "It's hurt."uttered her slowly and silently, she steps to move out from the empty staffs and teachers room, running fast.

Not towards home.

But to the school's top roof.

When she finally there, panting wildly, she leans onto the bars fixed as a gate,(fence or..?) on the roof. She feels so exasperating, her lips form a pout.

"Take all this junk out. I don't want to see them!"she mimicked. Sliding the papers out of her cuddle, she leans in a bit further.

"I don't even WANT them!"

The papers are all flying down in twirling manner. She takes  two steps back and lifts a leg. Fixing it on the bar with the pose of a baseball player, it's just only, the baseball is her math report card.

She takes impact and hauls the report card in the air after the the floating papers.

"How can a GRIM had a heart attack?? Or even be in a COMA??"

She stands straight again and watches the ongoing down papers and card. Is she doing something wrong..?

The things she hauled hard land on a car's windows and at the front as well as the back glass.

"That car..seems familiar. Ack! It's Madame's!" Airiqa swiftly kneels down. Her eyes barely peering through the bars and downward.
It turns out, the madame, is in her car, fastening her seatbelt after starting the engine to heat the car up.

"Argh?!" She shrieks. "Holy!"

As pathetic marks in red on papers stick onto the glass of the car.

One by one. Sticking on it, as if scare jumping her. Terrified, she undo he seatbelt to get out. She turns towards the door but a paper suddenly slams on the window.

She screams." Get me outta here!!"

Accidentally, her feet presses the gas pedal and the gear is at 'reverse'. The car moves backward and crashes against a big tree making the car eventually stop.

Finally, the math teacher, pale in face and sweating all over-looking so ill, manage to find her way out of her ruined vehicle and stumbles on her knees.

She slants her head upward.

Airiqa ducks her head further down.

"AIRIQA SREWARD! I TAKE BACK MY WORDS! YOUR TUTORING SESSIONS WON'T END TILL MIDNIGHT!"

Coincidentally, the report card comes flying down and hit her on where it first hit Airiqa!

She picks the card, shuddering and slams it on the tar. She screams her head off in frustration and chokes on her coughs.

The guards and the remaining few of teachers and students dash toward her. Surrounding her, some of them help her to stand and check of she is okay.

Airiqa can imagine that they all think that Madame Adeathia is so stressed out.

Airiqa places her palms on her lips. Frowning on how her sadness caused by the teacher are paid back so fast, caused her to doubt what is she feeling now as well.

Guilty?

She peers down for a quick peep and slightly manages to see that the teacher have been brought away in someone's else car.

She sighs. "At least, its only the car which got into the coma. Rest in peace madame's car."

Still confused either to feel guilty or satisfied, she just stands there, realizing about the punishment madame has just given to her.

What she didn't realize, is a pair of red orbs staring at her after witnessing everything.

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