First Test

Leila

I felt like everyone was looking at me. I had stopped by the faculty lounge to grab my usual donut and coffee and could practically feel the eyes on me. I had looked around and while it appeared no one even knew I was there, my guilty conscience was eating at me.

I had stared at my reflection in the mirror for several long minutes that morning. I wanted to make sure there was no sign of my mistake written on my face. There was nothing obvious, but I felt like everyone would just know.

I was being ridiculous. I knew that. The rational part of my mind knew it was the guilt freaking me out, but the irrational part of my mind was very strong. I took my coffee and headed out of the lounge without speaking to anyone. I kept telling myself the class was over in a week. I could make it another six or seven days.

He’d get his credits and we would never see each other again. If I was lucky, he would decide school wasn’t for him and my dirty little secret would never see the light of day.