I woke up the next morning and bolted from my bed. Test day was here!
Even though the test wasn’t scheduled until early afternoon, I wasn’t going to school today because I was too nervous to sit in class. Alex agreed I should stay home and relax this morning.
Resisting the urge to do some last-minute studying, I dressed and went downstairs.
Alex was in the dining room eating breakfast. “Good morning, sweetheart. Sit down and eat something.”
“I’m not hungry,” I replied. I was sure I couldn’t eat a bite. My stomach was gurgling and fluttering madly.
“You should try to eat, honey,” he advised. “You’ll be able to think better with something in your stomach.”
I sat down and nibbled on a piece of toast and accepted a glass of juice from Benson.
“There’s no reason to be nervous,” Alex said
