WOUNDED

CHAPTER 19

I dedicate this chapter to my darling aunty who joined Wattpad just so she could read my story. Thanks for the support aunty❣️

AZ
Song: Half of me - Rihanna

Ever since our little escape last week, Kacely and I haven't talked to each other. I guess now he understands that we do not know each other in school.

As usual, I'm seated on the last desk at the other end of the class. He walks in from Biology class with Bryana and they occupy the first locker together. She whispers something to him and he smiles in response. They seem awfully comfortable together, I guess that's a good thing. He turns around and looks at me for a split second and then breaks the contact to focus on Bryana again.

"Hello class." Nabit AKA my favourite teacher of all time greets - Note the sarcasm? Right.

"The test results were terrible, Absolutely horrible. I don't understand if that's because you guys just got out of the youth week activities or what. More than half the class failed." he explains and the students chat lowly amongst themselves.

"It is heartbreaking, considering the fact that you guys have an exam in about four months. You all need to start working, solving, reading hard. Not just in mathematics, but in all your other subjects." He advises and exhales.

"So here's what we'll do, I will share the papers; they are ranked from the person with the highest score to the person with the lowest. After I share these papers, corrections will be done on the board and then I will hand you guys similar questions to work on at home." He says and takes out the papers from his bag.

The idiot actually looks really worried. How bad could it have been?

"Azinwi Ntonifor, 39/40, Lem Bernice 27/40, Penn Rawlings 25.5/40... Guys please when I call your name, walk up and collect your script."

I stand up and walk towards him, picking up my paper from the desk on which he left it. Where did I lose a mark? I was so sure that I'd get everything right.
I take a sit on my chair and scan through my paper for where the problem came from but I can't pin my finger on it.

"Bryana Vuchase 20.5/40..."
That was close, she almost failed. Bryana immediately collects her paper and smiles down on it. At least she got a fair score.
Hold on a minute, I haven't heard Kacely's name.

"That... That was the line. Anyone following now failed the test." He explains and the sound of low grumbling takes over the class.

"Quiet!" The teacher orders. "All you people know is to make noise. Small maths and look at your results, Maths that is being taught here everyday."

"Ngalim Steve 18/40, Tezeh Britney 16.5/40..."

This is going to be a long ride.

I pull out my phone from my bag pack and go online for the first time this week. There's nothing interesting for me, just a text from Jaff asking me why I called. I mute my phone and go over a few status updates.
Zoe's story shows videos and pictures from what I assumed was a pool party. She's having fun... without me. I swipe to the next status update and it's Trevor's. Nothing much, just some dumb quote about following your dream... Never giving up and all that motivational shit.

"Kacely Ollenu... 1/40."
Huh?

My head immediately snaps up. That's really not good.
Kacely? I didn't take him for a math genius, but 1/40?

"Kacely, you're one of the least in class. That's terrible, really I'm so scared for you." The idiot teacher tells Kacely and I can see the embarrassment on his face. Poor Kacely, what happened?