I saw my teacher in Science. He call me and I feel that I am in danger, "Hadley?". He call me.
I smile a little bit then I look at him, "Yes sir? What can I do for you?". I ask while holding my book.
"You will be the representative for the pageant that will happen maybe next week, no ifs no buts. We will help you and I want you to be our representative, beauty with brain". He said.
"Sir, I am not for that. I will not win". I said with sad face.
"Hadley, the contest did not started yet, why you are thinking that you will be a loser. Stay positive, we will help you out". He said. As much as I want to disagree with him, I am thinking if that will cause for my valedictorian spot. I have no any choices.
After minutes, I am walking here at the corridor and I am so problematic. I didn't notice that I am here already in my room, in my real room. I go straight on my sit at the back then wait for our teacher to get in.