Chapter 5. Short Quiz?

The next day, Daniella went to school early again because she didn’t want William to say anything more to her. It’s okay; what she heard yesterday hurt her a little more than he added, and she can’t get up at all.

Their class went well, and they didn’t do much because the first week of class was just an introduction and there were no lessons for all their subject teachers.

William and she talked about meeting again in the school garden, and there he would give a sample quiz and formulas about math when they were just in their third year.

They are both in the school garden, in the same place where they talked yesterday. William quietly placed a fairly thick piece of paper on the table, right in front of her.

In her mind, “I thought it was just a short quiz. Why does it seem like everything I did last year was written on this paper?”

“I know what you’re thinking if you look at this thick paper. That’s not my sample quiz for you; it’s just formulas and sol