Madelyn picked up some paperwork from the office and then went to the special class. It felt more like a boot camp than a regular class. It was supposed to end at 9 pm, but it often went on until 10:30 pm. An elderly man, probably in his late sixties, taught the class. He always had reading glasses perched on his nose. Every single session ended with a test that lasted for an hour and a half, and no student could leave until they had finished. If anyone answered carelessly, they had to copy the questions a hundred times. Even after finishing, students had to stay seated for the entire test time before they could leave.
Madelyn covered her mouth as she yawned, unaware of the people crowding outside the door.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Madelyn sure works hard," Leyton said outside the window. "She's busy from 7 am to 10 pm every day. Even after getting home, she has to do homework until midnight." Ethan peered through the window, a gentle smile in his dark eyes. "She's just doing what people her age should be doing. She's always been outstanding, hasn't she?" Leyton nodded in agreement.
Some people are naturally gifted at learning, and still get the best results even without putting in any effort. Others are not as lucky and have to work hard to achieve success.
The classroom buzzed with excitement when someone noticed the people outside the window.
"Who's that?" "It's not Ethan Arnold, is it?" "No way! He's the CEO of Arnold Corporation. What's he doing here?" The special class had students from other schools in town and even some from schools far away. Some of them might not have known about Ethan. He was the CEO of Arnold Corporation and was even on the cover of a popular celebrity magazine. He was super popular because of his dashing good looks, and anyone who did not know him would be called out for being ignorant. It was not everyday one got to see someone like Ethan.
Madelyn rested her head in her hands and shut her eyes to rest. When she heard the noise in the classroom, she looked outside, curious. She saw a man in a black suit outside the window and stopped. "Why's he here?' she wondered.
Hank Jordan, the teacher with reading glasses, looked up from his desk at the front of the room and cleared his throat a few times.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe thought they would quiet down, but someone started the commotion, and students rushed out one after another. "What a dream guy!" Madelyn's desk was nearly swept along with the commotion. Watching everyone run out, she was genuinely shocked. In just a few minutes, the classroom was empty.
Madelyn felt embarrassed as she caught the thoughtful gaze of the teacher at the front. Who knew Ethan's arrival would cause such a commotion.
Hank said, "Hand in your papers. Once | grade them, you can leave." Madelyn quickly handed in her papers and looked back. Ethan was surrounded by so many people that she could barely see him. If Ethan was not taller than everyone else, she would have had a hard time finding him amongst the crowd.
"What are you doing in this special class with such good scores? Didn't Mr. Newton let you go right in?" "Well, there were some extenuating circumstances, so | had to take some time off. When | came back, the Math Olympiad class was already full, so | had to come to this special class.” "You being here is a waste of a spot in this special class," Hank said, looking at her name. "Are you that Madelyn Jent who hasn't been here for two weeks?" "Mr. Jordan, I... | was sick and had to take some time off." "Alright, you can go. And take that guy with you; he's causing a disruption," Hank said.
"Yes, sir." Madelyn quickly gathered her things, slung her backpack over her shoulder, pushed through the crowd, and got Ethan out of there.