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US History, Thursday December 19th
Chuck was already there when the bell rang. He surveyed the class, taking in their faces, and feeling true joy in the thought that he might never have to see any of them ever again.
He passed out the scantron sheets. "You have fifty minutes to complete the exam. I know that the class period is a full hour, but my old school had fifty minute periods, so the test has been designed for that amount of time. During the last ten minutes of class, I'll collect books, and you can say goodbye to each other, or whatever you want to do."
One look at the test, and there was no mistaking who had written it. The questions were direct, but the answers could have been any of the odd and random choices presented. Only someone who had spent hours studying Chuck's version of the truth could possibly hope to pass this unfair final.
[OOC: Last class...*sniff sniff*]
He passed out the scantron sheets. "You have fifty minutes to complete the exam. I know that the class period is a full hour, but my old school had fifty minute periods, so the test has been designed for that amount of time. During the last ten minutes of class, I'll collect books, and you can say goodbye to each other, or whatever you want to do."
One look at the test, and there was no mistaking who had written it. The questions were direct, but the answers could have been any of the odd and random choices presented. Only someone who had spent hours studying Chuck's version of the truth could possibly hope to pass this unfair final.
[OOC: Last class...*sniff sniff*]

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