Repeat (bp coyle)

I materialized a little behind the school, hidden by some half dead rose bushes. Exactly where I had planned. I had timed it right too, Earlier Me was just walking by.

‘Hey’ I said , ‘come in here for a sec, we need to talk.’

He was as confused as I expected, ‘What the…’

I smiled sadly, ‘We have a problem.’

‘You broke into Dad’s lab?’ he was shocked.

‘Yeah, no choice, this was a real emergency.’

‘I never thought I’d do something like that. Is it the exam?’

I sighed, ‘We really messed up. Twenty per cent!’

‘Wow. I was feeling confident about it.’

‘I know,’ I told me. ‘I remember. I’m going to resit it. I’ll nail it this time.’

‘What should I do?’ he asked me.

‘Hang out here and keep your head down. Smoke some weed. Once the exam is done, I’ll go back. Everything will be good.’

I gave him a joint, made my way to the examination room. When the paper was set in front of me I read it with a smile. I had revised it so often. And then my mind went completely blank. I’m going to do worse this time.

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