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Shortly said, fortune telling is a crap I don’t believe in. Spoken from the bottom of my heart. But I think I still manage to answer the questions good enough. This is only the first part of the exam. We have a practical one after lunch, but we need to check out the schedule. I hope it will be my turn soon, I really don’t want to wait for the entire afternoon for this crap. It’s about half past one, when my phone rings. We’re sitting in a crowded cafeteria, and we just finished our lunch. As I check the time, I’m a little confused. Who’d be calling me at this time? Once I check the screen, I freeze. Oh. It’s aunt Marion. “Hello?” I answer, hoping that she’s not too worried about me. I haven’t spoken to her in a while now and I truly hope she didn’t hear about yesterday’s events already.