Collision de Passion

Three cheers for temporary freedom! The last day of our first momentous battle against the horrifying exam papers has finally come to an end, but not without drama. The first Biology paper went on smoothly, though with the usual minor glitches that surround the task of answering a question.

Recess was God-sent. Extra study and mingle time. The odour of anticipation wafted through the entire left wing of the third floor. This was it, 5 minutes to go, one more paper to slave in… Then, sweet freedom.

I can taste our freedom!

Amirah

KRRRRIIIINNGGGGG!!!! The shrill monotonous ring of the fire alarm went on. First, an unpresidented silence – then…. YAY!! How wrong we were. The field was wet, it was drizzling, and everybody was sloshing around looking confused. I saw no tell-tale smoke. It was obviously a fake. Why couldn’t that Someone just leave the papers alone. Murder would be worth it today, if only we knew who did it. On the other hand, only a senior student could have done this. Why?

1. Its Teachers Day. Why would the school organize a drill on a day like this? Nevermind that it is also an exam day AND it was drizzling. School – Busted.
2. A junior could have done it as a Teachers Day prank. But they weren’t having any papers to worry about. Juniors – Plausible.
3. Only senior students had the perfect motives. No time to study for Bio, and they desperately need to score. Plus, it would be a fun thing to pull on the day we honour the teachers, lets test their efficiency! Wheee! Seniors – Highly likely.

We were told to head home ten minutes later, due to the late paper. 1.20 p.m. I couldn’t help finishing super fast along with everyone else – oh the anticipation of a free ass – and couldn’t be bothered to double check my stuff, so I played with my stapler (not very ingenious huh?).

But the moment of truth arrived…. AND WE WEREN’T ALLOWED TO LEAVE! What in the sick and damned world is going on?! We were jailed in our own class while all the discipline teachers were rallying outside. Spies brought back some information though,

‘Because your class is so smart’ – note the sarcasm.

But all’s well, ends well. Our PK HEM dropped by and apologized for holding us up, and that we all could leave except a certain Somebody. This obviously had something to do with the fire alarm set up. Lucky her.