The bony head seated beside me wasn't smiling and that was a red flag already.
I didn't read much for the exam and any little help I would find, I hoped to utilize. But the heavyweight 2000-pound head right beside me was even finding it hard to take my hands when I reached out for a handshake after being directed to the desk where I was to write the supposed exam.
It was half past the end time when I ran out of ideas; I had picked all the answers to the one I knew and perhaps a hand wouldn't hurt.
I glanced at the long face and he repositioned his paper and tried to conceal it from my eyes.
I felt bad for myself and for the family that birthed the simp. A lady doing that would be tolerable, but a full-grown man?..
I smiled and got back to my work, realizing just then that I had to rely on my knowledge and not cheat my way through the exam, no matter how difficult it seemed.
I tried my best to focus on the questions, going through them carefully and slowly. As I wrote, I couldn't help but wonder why the guy beside me had been so defensive. Was he more responsible than me? more righteous? Or could it be that it was pure wickedness?
Regardless of his reasons, I knew now that I had to do the right thing. I ignored the guy's presence and continued to work on my exam, determined to do my best.
As time ticked by, I managed to answer most of the questions, even if I wasn't entirely sure of all the answers. I finally put down my pen and handed in my exam paper.
Though I submitted earlier, I was to sit back and await the remaining time to countdown.
The man I had handed my paper over to was impressed by it obviously because he had been making good remarks about it and smiling same time at me.
"You finished early", I heard the big head say, with a grin.
I wondered if he was referring to me, could it be that he was one of these people whose brain touches, a minute they are responsible, the next minute, they are goats.
"Can you help me with questions number 25 to 60 please?", he added.
I could have turned away but then my curiosity pondered on what effrontery he had to ask for help after humiliating me and then I decided to help him. I am a good person.
He was filled with joy and thanked me after the exam as though I saved his life. I told him I was happy to help him, and while he left, I took a glance his way and let out a laugh. Surely he's getting an "F" on that course.
