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Thursday, October 25, 2007

The Ending......
Drake's heart starts to pound harder n harder as he gets closer to the school. He didn't really bother about what his results will be like. He just wanted to know the school they had posted him to. All he wanted was to be in the same school with Dani. He paused for awhile and thought to himself, what if he failed and had to retake the exams. Then, all the worst case scenarios ran through his mind and he panicked. He turned around, too scared and nervous to take his results. When he was reaching the exit of his school.
"Hey Drakey boy, where ya goin? The hall is this way." said Throm Nresiuh. He is one of Drake's good friends. He came from german and is probably the best guy you can get advice from. He is 20 this year because the educational system in Singapore and German is different. So, being 20 makes him the eldest and the wisest student in school.
He dragged Drake to the hall where John and Dani had already reached and are wating to recieve their results.
"Drake! Throm! Over here, we saved you guys a spot." said Dani.
They waited until the teacher called out their name to go infront n recieve their results.
"Dani Jean." Shouted Mr.Iamatoughmansodonotmesswithme their level master.
"Wish me good luck guys." Dani stood up and collected her results.
One by one they were all called out.
"Guys what school did you get posted to? I'm got Wangless Poly not bad eh?" said John.
"AWESOME me too. How bout you Drake?" asked Dani as she trys to take a peek at Drake's results.
Drake stared at the piece of paper that would decide which school we will be in for the next three years. He didn't dare open it to look at the result.
"Well? Hurry up, we ain't got all day you know. Here let me do it." Dani snatched the paper from his hands and tore it open. Being Drake's paper, Dani thought Drake should see the results first. So, she flashed the paper infront of him as Drake mumbled out the name of his school.
"Wangful Poly." Drake uttered.
"What?" John took the paper and looked at it. There it wrote
School To Go To Next Year: Wangful Polythecnic. Three of them were all saddened. Especially Drake, he was totally demoralised. He took back his piece of paper and kept it. He called his mom and told her his results.
"Why thats wonderful Drake. Keep up the good work." said Drake's mom.
"Yea, right. I'll see ya later. Bye." Drake hung up.
THE END....
Just kidding...
Due to a request I shall extend the BIG ending til next time... Cya...

Has Carved Into The Sands Of Time At 10:00 PM

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