Tests were the only time this class was quiet, and today was no exception. I could only hear two things; pencils on paper and the crinkling of my diaper every time I moved. I was careful to sit properly, not wanting to risk showing anything off. Concentrating on my test was harder than usual with the nervousness I was feeling but I soldiered on.
Eventually I finished the written portion of the test, and so I sat there and waited for the real test to begin; the listening portion.
“Alright, I think we are all ready to move on.” Madame Dupont said. “Pay close attention.” I held my pencil at the ready, knowing that if I took too long to transcribe what she was saying I would lose it.