Crastaredatthered-inked“60,”crudelyoverwrittenonherpaper,aamessofemotionsriseinherchest.
Itwasn’treallyamystery.
Itwasherowresistance.
Shelovedthewild,urainedplotsihevastarchitectureofsci-fiuniverses.Butthemomentshefacedaeseliteratureexamandsawpromptsdemandingstudehizewiththeauthor’ssorrowoverspringandautumn,”awaveofabsurditywouldhither.Shehadneveragreedwiththewayterreaderstooktheirownsubjectiveinterpretations,forcedawholesetofemotionsontoatext,andthenloudlydecred,*Thisiswhattheauthorwasthinking.*
Afterall,heauthor.Noonecouldverifyoetwasactuallythinkinginthemomentofwriting.Sowhydidtheeion’sstudentshavetousethesamestandardto“learn”and“memorize”someoneelse’sfeelings?
ThatkindofimposedresonancemadeCra’sbrainshort-circuiteverytimeshetookatest.
Andhistorycsswasevenworse.
Sheelessatit—especiallythebrutememorizationofdynasties,dates,andyear-by-yearges.Iimecouldjumpandfoldandloophoweveritpleased.Inahistorytextbook,gettingasingleyearwrolosingpoints.
Strangely,herbiologygradeswerealwaysanotchhigherthahingelse.Andifshewaableshotatanationaluy,thecametimetochooseatraeleventhgrade,shedidate.Shetookthe“safest”route—thethirdtrack,packedwithphysics,chemistry,andbiology.Forher,itwasbettertofacechemicalequilibriumequationsandcelldivisionthantomemorizewhichtreatywassignedinwhichyear.
Irackwhereboysmadeuptwo-thirdsofthestudents—andtheairalwayscarriedafaintmixofsweatandlunchboxfood—Cradidn’ttalkmuch.Sheworerimlessgssesthatlookednothinglikewhatmosthighschoolershad.Heruniformshirtwasalwaysbuttohstrictprecisiontothefirstbuttonbelowhercolrbone.Herhairwastiedbadsharp.
Shewasalwaystryingtomakeherselflookmoremature,moreposed—asiflookinglikeanadultwouldlethersafelyhidethewildfantasiesinherhead,alongwithherptforthesystem’ssingle“correswer.”
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