Algebra Catastrophes

I'm a sophomore in high school and homeschooled, but this story takes place in freshman year and in a public school I went to. Let's get this clear, I hate, math. Like a huge passion of hate for math. And I remember clear as day.

It was about a week after the semester finals and we had gotten our individual tests that was used as a bench mark for it. As well as our semester report card. Our teacher, who we will call Mrs. Smith- had given us an exercise for the class.

Now do keep in mind, no one in this class like me, absolutely no one. Even people who I considered my "friends" didn't help stand up against some bullies... However, this day was quite an interesting one.

The teacher assigned us partners to work with. No one of course, wanted to be teamed up with me. However, in an ironically movie like way, I was teamed up with one of the rather... more well known students, for his athletic quarter back charms and smarts. When of course our name was called to teamed up to each other everyone was completely silent and I felt all the eyes on me. I had my head down and tensely clenched my hands.

To my shock, he was rather kind to me. Now this boy, I'll call him Mark for this I've known of him since elementary. Ya know, you got the people you know, you've talked to, and those you've seen around. He had walked up to my desk and greeted me with a smile. It seemed probably harmless to others, but to me, I was terrified. Only mockers and rude people flashed me such kind smiles.

The first thing he asked, was what I had gotten for my final exam. Shyly I showed I had gotten an 86. He looked at me with surprise and almost a supportive smile. He admitted to getting a 72. I also apparently, gotten one of the highest scores in the class. That however, didn't matter.

Everyone around us were muttering, saying how he was going to fail because of me, which made me extremely nervous. However, we had finished all of the questions first. And of course followed by snickers and comments on how he either did all the work, or how we got all the ones I did wrong. He did defend me when he heard the mutters, which gave me a but of calmness.

Since we had A and B days, we went to algebra every other day, so once the second day time of a day came. The teacher had awoken one of my greatest school fears.

We had to go up to the class, and solve a question from the quiz. Now, I had gotten all the questions down and knew how to solve all, except one that was quite difficult. At first we were able to pick the questions we could Work on, but then the teacher changed her mind and assigned them to us. And of course, this story wouldn't be important without the irony to her decision! So we had, the most difficult question.

Since Mark was a pretty nice guy, he said he'd say what to write and I would just write. It made me a lot less nervous. But going up there, the mocking and snickers only revived those nerves. I even remember how the marker shook in my hand. He had told me what to write, my nerves soon took over and I had gotten so petrified in Anxiety. I had forgotten how to write a formula. I lost focus, and everyone was laughing. The only ones supporting me was Mark and Mrs. Smith who nodded and reassured me the best they could.

At the end of it, I was able to complete it of course with streaming tears that were invisible from the projector's light. I wiped them away before anyone could notice as I sat down.

Those kids, of course taunted me everyday until the last day of school. Which wasn't long after since I had gotten in trouble the last month of school.

As I said, I am a sophomore now, and was actually recently homeschooled, public school was never my style. But, I have gotten more confident since I stay home now. I sadly never got to thank Mark and Mrs. Smith for being kind to me.

But I will say this proudly, during the time I was in school during this year, I had some classes with my bullies. They would sit silently stunned as I showed that I wasn't a complete idiot.

We had World History and Geometry together, which both teachers took a liking in me,complementing me and recommending me to debate team and Advanced classes.

Moral of the story, it is true what they say, one day you'll prove those people who hurt you wrong.

Stay strong my introverted butter flies, for you are almost there.!!

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