Waking up with the shrill ringing of my evil alarm clock is my normal way to wake up. But I am still unaware of how I stopped it and slept again like every other day and am running late to school with an empty stomach and a forgetful mind to carry tiffin box. I reached my massive school around 10 minutes after the bell rang. I entered the floor for the seventh grade students with my head faced downwards taking long strides to reach my class.

There stood my music teacher who narrowed his dark, ferocious brown eyes at me which showed disgrace. I muttered a sorry in a tiny voice and went to my place. That's when my best friend Kara's voice besides me asked about being late. I explained the whole morning incident when I was interrupted by Mr. Richard's voice who is our bald headed Principal. His loud, obnoxious voice boomed through the speakers newly installed in our class,"Good Morning Students. Today is a special day for all of us as the honorary president Of Dream High School has decided to give a scholarship to top five students of this school. This is a golden opportunity for you to pass today's surprise test held by them and get a chance to get further academic excellence in their school. The exam starts in the next five minutes. The teachers in the respective classes are requested to start distributing the question and answer sheets." Some of the students appeared nervous while some were excited. I felt both the sentiments. Many times, I'd felt that I was a burden on my parents but by earning this scholarship I can take my first step towards being independent. Plus the Dream High School is one of the renowned schools where only a few students get admission. 

I got the question paper in my hand along with the answer sheet which I wrote while voicing my opinions. Soon, the exams came to an end and it was time for other lectures. The results were supposed to be announced on the next day.

It was the lunch break when I searched my bag where there was my purse which I used to purchase today's breakfast from the canteen. I shared my sandwich with Kara while she had brought my favourite pizza. When we were talking about how the lectures were, she said," The music sir was really angry when you came late. Any reason for it?" I quickly denied but the answer was still yes. He was the husband of the orphanage owner who used to beat me and about whom I had complained. That's why he was always on my trail. Kara was till date unaware of my past and I never want to talk and relive it again. That is why I keep avoiding it. The school day ended with a beaming smile upon my face as I reached my house and told them about the scholarship exam in which I participated today. I felt really eager for the results.