Elowen

"She smashed it?" a guy in the row ahead murmured, twisting around to look at me.

"Wait, did someone actually pass?" a girl two desks down whispered, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"I heard she got an A," another voice chimed in from behind.

Within seconds, a low, buzzing drone of whispers filled the air, dozens of eyes shifting away from their own failing papers to lock squarely onto my burning face.

I felt completely stripped bare beneath the sudden, unwanted spotlight, the intense scrutiny making my skin itch with discomfort.

Oh, please, no.

I hated being the center of attention, and having a room full of competitive, stressed-out...