JANE HAYWARD: 

Tapping her pencil on her desk, Jane let out a soft sigh. Why in the hell was she taking such a hard math class anyway? She didn’t need it and even if she did, she should have done some more of her homework instead of making some nerd that she couldn’t even remember the name of do it. This test was going to be the death of her. Who even decided that pop quizzes were legal anyway? 

She wanted to meet the person and punch them in the face. Looking around at the other students desk, Jane noticed one person speeding through the test and blinked. How in the world did anyone understand this bullshit? Reaching over, Jane tapped the girl on the shoulder and tilted her head to the side. The teacher had recently stepped out to talk to the Principal anyway so now was her time. “Come on. I just need six correct answers to pass this with a C. I’ll even pay you. How’s fifty dollars?” Jane questioned, sighing as the girl shook her head no. “Fucking waste anyway.” She murmured, turning her attention back to her own test. 

Rolling her eyes, Jane stared at the paper, willing it to answer itself before looking up at the clock. She quickly filled out what she could then took it up to the desk before the bell rung. Afterwards, Jane made sure she was the last one out and quickly grabbed someone else’s test and switched their names knowing anyone else in that room would have done better than her.