Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

"It's okay, I guess."

Flora replied casually.

"Either it's good or bad, what's 'okay' supposed to mean?" Debra frowned, turning to Joy. "Joy, weren't you in the same exam room as Flora? Did you notice how she was doing?"

"Flora, well..." Joy fiddled with her hair, looking a bit troubled, unsure how to put it. "From the moment she walked in, she was asleep. She only woke up in the last half hour to finish the test and hand it in." The room fell into a stunned silence.

They couldn't believe what they'd just heard.

Flora had been sleeping since she entered the exam room?

And only started working on the test in the last half hour?

Ridiculous!

"Flora, that's too much!"

Debra, finally snapping out of it, was almost in tears.

The other members of the Austenberg team glared at Flora with a mix of anger and disbelief, their eyes red, as if they wanted to tear her apart.

They had sacrificed sleep for months, seizing every moment to study, just to score an extra point or two in this competition. But Flora?

They didn't expect her to score high. They had even accepted the possibility of her dragging them down. But Flora's attitude was something they couldn't stomach.

Did she even care about this competition? Did she care about them at all?

she did, she wouldn't have

lip hard, her eyes burning red as she stared at Flora. "Do you have a grudge against us? Can't you take this seriously for once, without messing everything up?"

you're still making excuses!" Debra roared. "If we lose,

much we've put into this competition? And you're just throwing

you even join? We would've been

have been

they could tear Flora

Flora had no right to sleep through the

out of control, Mr. Tanner

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a low,

want to make more of a

the exam was over; what use was there

give others more reason

drawn

late. Let's go have

it's okay, stop crying.

the others followed. They didn't want to see

the sight of her made

wished they could

do you think you scored?" Mr. Tanner hesitated but eventually

to have an idea

He was genuinely afraid

scored too low, and, Austenberg wouldn't even make

thinking