Chapter 8 Failed?

• Aurora’s P.O.V
• The bell rang once again, signaling the near-end of another torturous day at school. My body felt heavy with exhaustion like I was dragging a boulder with every step. I had always been set apart from my other classmates due to my circumstances. I was always the odd one out. But at this point at school, I often agreed with them on one thing: mathematics should never be set as the last class in the time table.
• Everyone hated biology, but no one hated it more than me. I wasn’t bad at the subject; in fact, I usually did pretty well, but somehow, it felt like I was always playing catch-up in a class full of kids who didn't care.