Chapter Text
Cri sits with her friends, Kar and Cas during lunch. She decides to tell them about her academic performance so far in school.
"I am so strssed about Physics and Algebra, guys." Cri says while rubbing her temples.
"Come fricking on, it's so easy!" Kar says proudly.
Because you're smart and good in your acads while here I am am failing over simple tests thats supposed to prepare me for the major tests!" Cri frustatingly says.
Her friends were smarter than her which kind of annoyed her for some reason. She felt like she needed to catch up to their level but she would always fail to do so. The problem being the inability to study properly due to distractions AKA social media. Kar was the best out of all 3 of them since he would always get straight A's in all subjects. Cas was very much slow in learning but with practice, she gets high grades as well. Cri did not want to say that she was jealous of them, her own best friends. She knew jealousy was bad but can you blame her? She is the girl who is shy in class and along with that she also had poor academic performance.
During lunch, Cri decided to tell that she was very stressed about her academics and started to cry. Kar and Cas comforted her by rubbing her back and saying it's going to be okay. Honestly, she would rather cry all day than study even if she wanted to. Something about her just didn't make her the "study" type. She did not know what to do anymore. She did not want to disappoint her parents and be an embarrasement.
After school ended, she knocked on the front door of their house. She was greeted by her dad with a big smile.
"How was your day, Cri?" Her dad asked.
"It was fine, I guess, Nothing new." She lied.
Somehow her father van tell that she was lying to him. How did he do that? How did he know that? Was he some sort of mystic person and never told them? At this point, Cri froze on the spot.
"Cri, is there something going on?" Her dad asks in a serious voice.
"Um... errrr... No. Everything is fine, Dad." She mutters as she runs up to her bedroom to hide from the shame. How will she explain to her dad later? She thinks as cries into her pillow.