Chapter 132
Mirabella could sense Annette’s frustration mounting. With a silent sigh, Mirabella realized that the grim truth of failing was now an undeniable fact.
Annette took a deep, steadying breath before continuing her rant, “You only got a 92? How could you get just 92?!”
The passing threshold was 92 out of 150 points.
Annette had every reason to suspect that her student was deliberately challenging her
literature class. Why else would Mirabella land precisely on the pass mark?
Actually, those extra couple of points were actually a token of generosity from another teacher, who was charmed by the elegance of Mirabella’s handwriting.
Upon hearing Annette’s words, Mirabella looked up in surprise. “Huh? I passed? Really?”
Sensing Mirabella’s unexpected delight, as if she found the whole situation rather satisfactory. Annette felt her blood pressure spiking on the spot.
“Miss Mirabella, if you have any issues with my teaching methods, I’m open to feedback. But this language grade of yours, it’s simply unacceptable,” Annette gritted out through clenched teeth.
With all other subjects aced, language was the only blight on an otherwise perfect record. Annette felt as if she’d lost dignity.
Clearing her throat, Mirabella explained, “Ms. Annette, you’ve got it all wrong. I don’t have any issues. It’s just that… let’s say, I find some subjects really challenging.”
Mirabella excelled in all her subjects, but language, ironically, was her Achilles‘ heel; it seemed like a deliberate affront to Annette.
Annette simmered before finally saying, “I don’t care about your reasons. Your language score must improve. Otherwise, you’ll have to come to my house over the weekend for some one–on–one tutoring.“.
The prospect of ruining such a promising student with a poor language grade was too much for Annette to bear. She resolved to straighten out this skewed talent, even if it meant giving up her weekends.
The mention of tutoring genuinely shocked Mirabella. Regaining her composure, she fibbed seamlessly. “I’m afraid I can’t accept your tutoring. My parents signed me up for extra classes in other subjects over the weekend. My schedule is packed.”
Back home, Delilah and Shawn sneezed in unison. “Who’s talking about us now?!”
Annette felt even more thwarted upon hearing Mirabella’s excuse. It was clear to her that Mirabella was favoring every subject but language. Was this not a direct criticism of her teaching?
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With a weary sigh, Annette spoke with grave concern, “Regardless, you must improve your language grades or you’ll struggle on the exam.”
“Yeah, I got it, Ms. Annette,” Mirabella replied briskly, eager to avoid further discussions about tutoring.
Annette gave her another look, feeling drained, and then waved her hand dismissively. “Go back to class,”
Mirabella nodded and was about to leave when she added, “Are the monthly exam results out today?”
Annette had returned to her desk. “No, they’ll be posted next Monday. We haven’t finalized the overall rankings yet.”
“Oh,” Mirabella touched her nose thoughtfully, asked no further, and turned to leave the office.
The incident in the office regarding Mirabella’s language grades might have been a minor episode, but with her back–to–back national first–place victories at the BrainSpark Nationals, her popularity at school was soaring. Consequently, everyone was keenly interested in her monthly exam performance.
Even though the overall results were not yet.released, word of her poor language score spread like wildfire across the senior classes, stirring up a buzz of speculation and gossip.
