“Man, he gets stuff right even when he looks distracted.”
Someone whispered that behind my back after correctly answering that question.
Sure, I’m far from being a genius since I’m not that smart or talented, but I had a knack for retaining some information for some odd reason.
After the lecture and the Q & As were done, the bell rung and we were all dismissed.
Who ever thought that any of the teachers would encourage me to be more confident?
If they only knew how much I’ve been flying solo ever since I was uprooted to Rutland.
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