My imaginary crush is distractingly cute.
I can’t help but look at her as she goes around the class to cheer everyone on while they are taking their tests and I almost ended up laughing when she started making up names for them, but luckily I managed to stifle it. That could have been embarrassing. Still, no matter how cute it is when she does all of this, there is something else I should have been focusing on and she completely distracted me from it.
I completely lost count of how many seconds passed since the test started… Now I have no idea how much longer I have to sit here and pretend to write on this blank page. I guess I’ll take this chance to copy down the question to make it look like I actually tried to solve it. I doubt it will earn me any points though.
“Mai, you should get that girl’s shirt, it will look good on you. Wait, you didn’t even write anything yet? What are you waiting for?”
For the test time to end obviously since I have no idea how to solve any of these questions. The best I can do is draw a picture of what would happen if the numbers and letters in the equation decided to go to war with each other, but I don’t think the math teacher will appreciate my artistic interpretation of the situation.
“Those questions are so simple, I was sure you would be done by now. Guess I’ll go talk to the teacher until you finish.”
What does she mean those questions are simple, I have no idea where to even start from. Am I missing something? No, I’m probably just putting too much thought into the words of the imaginary woman who is currently discussing with the teacher how to mathematically prove she is a perfect being. Apparently I haven’t been appreciating her greatness enough for her liking and she needs to show me the error of my ways.
The teacher noticed me staring. I wasn’t looking at you but at the imaginary woman next to you, please don’t try to talk to me. Good, she is going back to ignoring me, but the one I was actually staring at is coming this way again.
“Mai, I know I look great today but you should be focusing on the test instead of staring at me.”
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I agree that only one of those things is a productive use of my time right now, but I definitely think it’s staring at her. I don’t know the first thing about how to solve these questions, so what good will it do to stare at it and fail to come up with anything?. At least I get to enjoy a nice view with the other option.
“Come on Mai, they did this exact question in class on Friday, you can do it.”
I was busy planning food based heists back then so I can’t remember that at all, and I’m surprised she can. But she was also right about the test today so maybe I do actually know the answer and just need to focus.
This is hopeless, I just can’t remember any of it. There is probably not much time left on the test anyway, I’ll just wait it out and hand in my test when a big group hands in theirs so the teacher doesn’t notice it is blank.
“Should I help you? But that might be cheating.”
Would that be cheating if she is a figment of my imagination?
Yeah, it 100% would be and I’m all for it. It’s the first time I have a friend to help me cheat after all, I’m not losing that achievement over a technicality. Not to mention it’s totally undetectable, go ahead Ami. One quick nod later, which earns me another weird look from the teacher, and Ami already starts dictating the answer for me before I’m even ready, and it actually doesn’t look like nonsense, at least to my eyes. This imaginary cheating method is quite something. There is one question on which Ami is clearly less confident, but she answers it anyway, calling her solution an educated guess.
We look over our answers to make sure there are no mistakes in what I wrote down and then hand over the test.
“T-thank you.”
My voice is as quiet as possible, since there are still people around us. I don’t know if any of what she said was actually correct there, but at least I didn’t need to hand in blank pages.
“You owe me one.”
You should say you’re welcome here. Did I just sell my soul for a math test?
Well, if I get a good score this time, I guess I won’t complain.
“I-if I get a g-good score.”
“By the way, Mai, how could you not tell me that we can leave early once you finish? We could have been home an hour ago if I helped you from the start.”
It never occurred to me even a little that she might be able to help me solve it quicker, or at all. It’s a bit sad that we ended up wasting so much time because of it, but at least school is finally over for today.
“H-help me sooner n-next time.”
I couldn’t think about anything but Ami all day, so I’m definitely going to need her help going forward. Especially since I don’t see that changing anytime soon.
