Calculus

Lauren hung her head. She didn't have a choice. Everyone had already seen her anyways, and her grade in her Calculus was already dangerously low. Plus, she just more likely to get in trouble if she left. Besides, she had to keep up her scheme of being confident, pretending this was a sexy statement. So, with a sigh she headed down the hall with the laughing students and entered her Calculus room.

Lauren entered the room, which had arched theater seats with about fifty students in them. Lauren hesitated as all heads turned to look at her, all conversation ceasing. Lauren felt fear and humiliation in her stomach, but banished those feelings down as she plastered on a cocky grin.

"Lauren? Miss Adkins?" A voice from the front of the room spoke. Lauren turned to see the teacher, Mr. Stocks staring at her. Mr. Stokes was about fifty, and known to be one of the more strict and stern teachers a the school.

"Lauren, what on earth are you wearing?" He asked.

"I'm... I'm making a statement." Lauren declared.

"More like showing off." He shook his head.

"Well, if you want to show off in my class, you could start by solving the problem on the board."

Lauren looked at the white board. There was a multi-part problem written across the board. Lauren groaned. She was terrible at math! She was only in this stupid class to get a business degree so she could get rich!