The Results

Yesterday my father woke me up before 11 and asked me to get ready. After some time we went to take pick up my mom from the university. By 12:30 we were on the way to Jeddah. Once there we had some light lunch at a south indian restaurant. Then we went to our paternal cousins home. My mom went to sleep there but I watched a movie called 'Alvin and the Chipmunks' and played on PS2 till 7 when we went to get the results. There was some traffic near the school but not much. My stomach started physical exercises as I was climbing the stairs and increased in frequency once I was in the class. There I was sitting behind a another boy who couldn't stop his nonsense chit-chat. But because of that nonsense the fear seemed to be draining out of me and made me feel less tense. In about 15 minutes my chance for the result came. I started walking towards the class teacher hearing my heart stomping loudly, sweating but feeling very cold and my stomach making push-ups. I did pretty good, not great though. It was less than I had expected. I got 86%; I was expecting at least 90. I got the second rank in the class. It was my best result this year and was not at all worth the tension. We went to the the bookshop also to get the books. It was a small shop but many people had thronged into it. Then atlast by 10 we were at home